When you said,
I was selfish.
You never heard an arguement.
Yeah, you say,
That I’m useless,
But I have a purpose I just don’t know what it is, yet.
But you say,
That I’m stupid.
And I finally tell you,
You’re wrong.
Fuck off.
You should know what I’m about, by now.
I’m real.
Fuck off.
You should’ve known that that was not the thing to say,
All your sorries never make it all okay,
And I’m the brat that I wanna be,
Every single second of every single day.
You can’t change me.
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