Who's that girl?

I am that girl.
The one I tried so hard not to be. The girl that I heard about and wondered… “Why is she was so stupid?” “Why would she get into that situation? “That’s what she gets because she allowed him to get away with that bull shit.”
I am that girl.
At the drop of the dime I found myself involved in short spurts of espionage. I was trying to figure out what he was doing when I should have been doing more important things. At the time that was the most important thing. I can’t focus on anything else. I try to work but I’m getting nothing done.
Damn, I’m that girl.
I never used to be like this. I need to turn back the hands of time. You know, back to those day when I didn’t give a shit. The days when none of you were important and I just focused on myself.
The day I was that girl but I did not know it.