Why I Am A Brat by Tonnik

So there it is, I've been asked, why am i a brat?;
Well i sit, and i think, why am i this, why i am that?;
I think i'm just me, but am i really a brat?;

Yes i can be naughty, but i'll always admit it;
Yes i can do things, that will land me in the pit;
But a brat, is that really what you think of me Miss?;

Yes i often crave a Miss's attention;
But here i am, myself, with this confession;
And it should be said, that it's a humble profession;

So again, I try to think, why is it that i'm a brat?;
But maybe, just maybe, i'm actually not such a brat;
I am just me, just Tonnik, and that is that.