Sommer - Era

Middle School Messenger

Go ahead and yell at me
For messing up your words
After you said there is no need for a pen

Scream at me for quoting you
And speaking word for word
Because your tone is not the same as mine

At least write your own letters
Or start giving me fair pay
I would handle this much better
Any other day

So I guess I'm the one in the wrong
Because you two cannot get along
All because I said I don't want to be
Your middle school messenger

I won't stamp your envelopes
I won't sign your ink-stained notes
I don't take the credit
Although that writing's clearly mine

You are speaking so verbose
Wordy lines and nowhere close
Standing 10 whole feet apart
But neither of you will start
This conversation
Please just leave me out of it
I'll drag you into deeper shit
And now all that I've became
Is your middle school messenger

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