I am not your little puppet I can't let you string me along
I am so sick of your lies and excuses
I know you think these are tears of joy
They are not you said you understood me
You said that you cared but you put these lames before me
I gave up all my friends and my back up too...
Now I have to deal with staying up the whole night. I can't sleep, and I won't sleep knowing that I could be locked up tomorrow with a psychiatrist. Those people can control, especially when you have parents. There is nothing worse than having parents control everything. They do...
You stomp on my heart like Godzilla does his enemies
You rain on every parade once you see an inkling of a smile
As if your only joy is my sadness and the sight of my tears
You despise your skin scratching it raw
water is like a venom that spreads immediately
Your kisses are...
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