Girls.

Have you heard of class?
Honestly, you disgust me.

They talk about how much they hurt,
and never do anything to change it.

I'm glad I don't believe in love,
rather I don't think it's a state of being.

No tenses, no excuses.

I want the real things, the beautiful things.

The things that I can touch, and see, and feel.

Maybe, I'm asking too much?

But, I'm just a girl. Unlike any other, but still prone to feminine ways. Sue me.