Why can't you fucking see that nothing new is said. It's the same old speech again. No matter what I fucking do, I fail in the end. Looking down on me because of how you think I'm supposed to fucking be. I wish I could make your proud, but I'm just disappointing. Why can't you fucking see how much this means to me? I'm not wasting my time or my life. Who are you to say that I am? Keep telling yourself that this is just a phase. But your pressure and your shame won't make me change. (No I won't fucking change.) I have no plans to fucking change. You'll never fucking get it. Don't try to understand. I don't care if you trust me. I'm taking a fucking stand. I'm living for myself whether you come around (You come around) or not