I feel so sick
But I'll make the most of it.
Moan and complain,
I'll take another hit
Of life.
I should be so grateful,
But instead I resent
You and this life,
And all you represent.
In time you'll see
Just what you've done to me.
I guess you did your best,
Maybe it's better than the rest,
But still...
It sucks.
And sometimes I hate it.
I know you love me,
But please don't fake it.
When you're mad at me
For being who I wanna be,
Be real.
That's all I ask-
Be real.
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