Oct 21, 2005 19:04
trapped by my youth, why am i angry at every turn
all i want is blessed respect
why do i have to lose everything ive worked for
for one godbloody mistake...being young
ill act like an adult when you treat me like one
ill act my age when you recognize im not twelve anymore
im a woman with plans
youre not my plans and youre not me
ill take your help but not your lip
ive earned something
i deserve something
im not my mistakes
you controlled me long enough
everthing you give me from now on is a gift
you dont have to give it, and i dont owe you anything in return
why do you hate me so much
what is it i stand for to you
why is everything i do wrong
everything i touch turns to dust in your eyes
every failure was foreseen and warned against
every piece of advice i dont take is another reason
ill never make it
another reason why ill never deserve your respect
i dont owe you anything
either of you