At my school I am surrounded by wealth

The girls are so beautiful, great outfits, great health  

Their lives seem so easy and effortless, never a thing to bring them down 

Born with a silver spoon in their mouths, head topped with a crown 

I used to let them get to me, my heart filled with jealousy 

But as I got older I began to see right through them 

The skills that I possess from my struggles make me feel invincible, ahead of them

I am independent, I am strong and I am flawless 

I will never allow a female to make me feel inferior. I am flawless

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