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You don't own me
I'm not your fucking property
Maybe you were young once and you were broken as well
But that doesn't mean you know me
Or have any idea what I deal with
The demons I grapple with
When I tell you this I know
All you'll do is laugh at me
And act like you know me better than I do
You'll treat me like I'm stupid
Just hormonal
A teenager
But if you really knew all that I deal with
And that maybe the notes and the words that I escape into
Are the only way I can feel him
You would apologize
If for one second your mind wrapped around the things I struggle with
For once, you'd shut your mouth
I'm not your fucking property
Maybe you were young once and you were broken as well
But that doesn't mean you know me
Or have any idea what I deal with
The demons I grapple with
When I tell you this I know
All you'll do is laugh at me
And act like you know me better than I do
You'll treat me like I'm stupid
Just hormonal
A teenager
But if you really knew all that I deal with
And that maybe the notes and the words that I escape into
Are the only way I can feel him
You would apologize
If for one second your mind wrapped around the things I struggle with
For once, you'd shut your mouth
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I wrote this after my dad was bitching at me. I know they're my parents and they love me but that doesn't mean they understand. That sounds like an overused cliche, but now I know why.
~Ellie
~Ellie
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this explains exactly how i feel with my mom