So what?
If you think I’m gay,
I’m really not arsed with what you think,
I’ll live my life my own way.

So what?
If you think I look a mess,
I probably look better than you,
Could fit into this dress?

So what?
If you say sly words, behind my back,
The truth is I’m really happy,
And your life is just a hack.

So what?
If you think I act different,
Then you should be glad you don’t have my thoughts,
You be thinking you’d gone mad.

So what?
You hate me, for what your religion says,
Fictional words, from a fictional book,
Don’t concern me anyway.

So what?
If you’re friends with the pope,
His pedophile bishops,
Have made him a joke.

So what?
If you think I should cover my flesh,
I’d ask you why you do so,
And why your husband sends me messages every day?

So what?
If you abuse me, anonymously, keyboard warrior style,
I’d say you’re pathetic,
But I’m easily bored.

So what?
If you want me to be your next fuck,
This girl is not for screwing,
Or making a cluck.

So what?
If you call me because I reject your advances,
I’m not into males like you,
Or who are smaller than me.

So what?
If you send me your dick pics and tell me to suck on that,
I’d say something so small,
Only makes me laugh.

So what?
If you’re rich and have a posh car,
Some of my richest friend’s,
Don’t have a pot to piss in and they’re better than you by far.

So what?
If you have 10,000 Facebook friends,
Just how many do you really,
Count as your true friends?

So what?
If you’re angry,
Because of what I say. I speak my mind people,
Each and every day.

So what?
My name is Mikki, T I A M O,
Italian for “I love you”,
Yes, and I truly do you know.