Aah bless those shoe laces

My shoe laces are undone,
look how far I gotta run
I am gonna miss my school bus
Coz my shoe laces are undone

He placed me in his lap
Said Let me tie them for you
so you dont fall when you run through
Off to school my girl you go

I am not a complete idiot, some parts are still missing

Yeah... You heard it right... err... I mean you read it right. The confession at last. I am almost there, tried hard to get there, haven't I.
But still some parts are missing, so I am not a complete Idiot and stop treating me like one. Stop judging me, stop advising me on every sentence I say and every step I take. I ask for your help when I want it, and at that time you make the statement, "U see and decide what you want to do"
but just when I make a decision you start with the negatives and tell me why I should not do it.
Take a break, your sarcasm don't amuse me, its repulsive really, hurting many times. It makes me get back into my shell, it does not boost my confidence but rather makes things gloomier.You don't know me, do you?

You don't know my journey, you don't know what I have gone through to be the person I am today. So stop judging me.