Do you really think I'm so dumb?
Just because I'm young?
Is there a sign on my head,
that proclaims I'm 14,
so that you know to make my life hell.
You dont really know,
what its like,
all you do is fight,
its just not right.
You say that once you were 14,
that you know what I mean,
if you really do then why do you still piss me off?
And give me a slap in the face,
when I tell you that my child hood has long been erased.
All I wanted was him,
you told me once again,
that 14 was to young,
that my feelings were mixed up,
what a bunch of junk,
I know what I feel,
and I know its quite real,
so shutup and listen for once:
Your my family and thats something,
I love you thats true,
but your making me feel like I'm coming unglued!
Do you really think that I'm so screwed up?
So hopless that you have to tell me what I'm feeling so I dont get messed up?
If so your wrong,
I know whats going on in my mind,
I have a right to my own choices,
I have right to speak in my own voices,
I have the right to pick who I love,
who I kiss and how I spend my time,
its not your life... Its mine. |
