Sick and tired of being pushed around.
I can't believe they talk about me like I can't hear a sound
I wanna run away from this
But then I'll have a missing space in my soul.
You say you love me but how can it be true.
If you love me don't push me around like a stool.
I know no matter what that I can't run
Stop pushing me!
Stop touching me!
STOP STOP STOP!
I don't need you, you just cause more pain.
Back off or I'm going to scream.
I hate this!
You push me around and treat me like Crap.
And now you think I'm going to fall back into you, Forget that.
One day, I'm out for good.
No coming back.
You'll wish you'd treated me better.
What's with all the clatter?
Not again, Help! Save me!
I'm claimed to be a baby girl.
Then why is it you let them treat me like this!
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Written April 3rd, 2005
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oooh very good. I love the feeling you put in it.
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thank you so much
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great write!!!!
oooooo lots of anger - i like it!!!!
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