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you know im not fuckin perfect.
there are things you dont know that i hide from you because i care what you think.
yes thats right, REBECCA DOES CARE WHAT PEOPLE THINK. she just hides it well.
but i smoke late at night when no one else is around.
sometimes i eat peanut m&ms for breakfast
then other times i go an entire day without eating.
food makes me feel dirty.
ill bet you didnt know that.
did you know i wasnt perfect?
did you know i have hundreds of scars all over my body?
did you know i go through people's lockers whenever they forget to lock them?
ive lied to you
and i havent showed you the real me
because it doesnt matter.
you see me as you want to see me.
i post my poetry online for millions of strangers to see
yet i could never show even my best friends.
i post nothing of any real significance in livejournal because its pointless.
and no one cares about my hopes and dreams and ambitions
and guess what
I DONT CARE ABOUT YOURS.
i spend so much time on my myspace
trying to make you see me as i want you to.
but it isnt me
and what you think is me
is probably the opposite.
slut, cunt, bitch, fuck, dyke.
i dont care.
ive had sex
ive done drugs
ive been with girls
what are you going to do about it?
i dont care about the things i should care about.
i dont care about grades and college and making money
i care about being happy
does it scare you that im only 16 but ive been living for ALL of those years
and maybe you're 35 but have only been really living for 10 of yours.
do i scare you?
i try to scare you
so i dont have to think
about how much i scare myself sometimes...
there are things you dont know that i hide from you because i care what you think.
yes thats right, REBECCA DOES CARE WHAT PEOPLE THINK. she just hides it well.
but i smoke late at night when no one else is around.
sometimes i eat peanut m&ms for breakfast
then other times i go an entire day without eating.
food makes me feel dirty.
ill bet you didnt know that.
did you know i wasnt perfect?
did you know i have hundreds of scars all over my body?
did you know i go through people's lockers whenever they forget to lock them?
ive lied to you
and i havent showed you the real me
because it doesnt matter.
you see me as you want to see me.
i post my poetry online for millions of strangers to see
yet i could never show even my best friends.
i post nothing of any real significance in livejournal because its pointless.
and no one cares about my hopes and dreams and ambitions
and guess what
I DONT CARE ABOUT YOURS.
i spend so much time on my myspace
trying to make you see me as i want you to.
but it isnt me
and what you think is me
is probably the opposite.
slut, cunt, bitch, fuck, dyke.
i dont care.
ive had sex
ive done drugs
ive been with girls
what are you going to do about it?
i dont care about the things i should care about.
i dont care about grades and college and making money
i care about being happy
does it scare you that im only 16 but ive been living for ALL of those years
and maybe you're 35 but have only been really living for 10 of yours.
do i scare you?
i try to scare you
so i dont have to think
about how much i scare myself sometimes...