sarcasm

is my defense mechanism.
the second i feel threatened, insecure, fearful, or if i don't know you very well and i'm in an awful mood?
welcome to miss sarcasm.

i may just hide in my house for the rest of break.
i don't see much purpose in leaving.

yes, i'm being pitiful.
well, i'll be darned--i'm a girl.

i need someone right now who's not mad at me,
or who is level-headed,
or who won't laugh at me,
to please talk to me.