
Why cant you just except me for me?
Am I not good enough for you , just a rock in your path
Something you pick up then later throw away?
I try to be myself that’s what I’ve always been told
But to you the old ways aren’t good enough anymore.
You want me to be something like you and everyone else ,
Like a piece of clay that you can mold and twist till you think its right.
But who are you to say what is right and what isn’t?
Judge me fuck you stop playing god!








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