I am the queen of not caring. I will say anything and do anything. I don’t swing to your banana. I don’t rumble to your stream. I am my own breezy paper air-plane, floating on the wind. Nobody holds me. I glide.
So don’t think I’ll be sitting in your groove. Don’t expect me to say “please” or “thank you” or “you look nice today” unless I mean it.
No, that’s not right. That’s rude.
I am torn between good manners and rebellion.
I choose good manners.
After all, I don’t want to upset anyone. Not that I care.
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