I'm So Sick And Tired Of Pleasing Every One.
Making Mental Notes Of Their Likes And Dislikes.
Sniffing Up Their Every Little Whimps.
I'm So0o Freaking Sick And Tired Of Living Up To Your Expextations -Of Me.
You Tell Me It's To Keep Me From Falling.
Now I'd Crashed.
Feels Like I'm Failing You.
Why Cant I Just Make Decisions On My Own,
And Make Mistakes On My Own.
I'm So Fyking Sick Amd Tired Of Changing Your Perceptions About Me.
It's I, That Makes Me Who I Am
It Isnt You, Nor Your Friends,
Neither Is It My Friends That Make Me Who I Am.
It's Not About What I Have, What I Do Not
Neither Is It Who I'm With,
That Creates Who You Think I Am'.
If I Bleed,
You May Be The One Helping.
But You'r Not THE ONE HEALING.
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