Twisted in this dog-eat-dog world
Fate declared, life decided
Pressure to be the best in everything you do
It's hard living. You can't deny it.
So I'm sorry.
I am what I am.
You can't make me what I'm not
But then again, maybe I'm not the problem.
Maybe you should take a look in the mirror
Before you start judging me
Take your heartless soul away
And let mine be unique.
I may not be perfect,
But I'm always myself.
I'm perfectly me
And nobody else.
So thank you
For making me stronger
And helping me to not be blind
To all your pathetic lies.
Try it again, I dare you.
Use me, wrap me around your finger.
See if I let you.
I promise you won't succeed.
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This was written by me and an old friend...............