As liife go'z on ,
Ur eyez are opened to alot of thingz,
As a chiild u wouldve never seen,
As a grown young lady,
I see how criticism can be a miixture of hate,love,envy,
U can never know, whatz what truely,
Cause some ppl are good at beiing who they are..phony,
Explainationz can be better than miine,
But doez iit make it riight?,
Doez iit make it justiified?,
Hatiing to argue wiith ppl i love most,
Can create an empty space,fiilled wiith moss,
Therez tiimez where ii shut dwn, apologiize for my wrongz,
Leaviing iit at that,
Cause iif ii didnt ii'd be setting off a bomb,
Too tiired to contiinue on,
Im twisted around, made to be a fool ,
I guess other ppl can never be wrong,
Watz really the reason, that they are causiing harm?,
Do they take pleasure out of feeliing someonez less strong?,
Imperfect iin a differect aspect,
How do'z someone exploiit the wrongz iin other personz,
When u yourself arent as perfect,
I refuse to be put dwn by anyone,
Knowiing who ii am,
Where ii stand,
And refusing to throw back thiingz would mean,
I myself am just as wrong,
I dont liike sayiing thingz cause im angry,
Cause we all know wordz can come out wrong , ugly,
Ive been put iin these situatiionz before,
And i dont want to be wrong anymore,
I dont apologize for beiing me,
No matter if u think iitz who im not,
This go'z for everybody ,
Saying it not vengefully ,
But blissfully..
In peace