What are you trying to be?
What are you pretending to seem?
You're only brats, you littles.
Wash your face, remove your cheap
jewellery and take off this
whore-looking clothes.
Eyelinner isn't for you neither
put it back where you stole it. 
You said you take drugs?
You said you go out with a new
boyfriend every weekend?
You said alcohol is "super"?
You won't grow up thus.
What do you want? You're pathetic,
if you want to attract, why don't
you shout in the middle of the street
"i'm here! look at me!"?
Perhaphs somebody would take notice
of you. Today, you're too young
to be a celebrity.
When you grow up, pay attention
to me and anothers... and someday 
you'll have your own bitchy style,
brats. Hah. Wannabes. Copycats.
You're trying to bite more than you
can chew. I really dislike you.
You still think that you know all
about the world.
And your future is a shit. But
nothing of my bussiness.
Do as you please. Brats.