What the hell's your problem?
Why must you criticize
With so much conviction in your eyes
You need to grow up
Accept people for who the are!
Why does it matter so much?
If that kid has a mohawk
Or that boy has long hair?
In all honestly you don't know
A damn thing about them
For all you know he could be
The sweetest kid
Or the meanest
But you choose to dismiss him
Based on appearence
That is sad.
I feel sorry for you.
I honestly don't know
Why I associate myself with you.
You piss me off with your words
Every day.
I don't say much
You intimidate me
With your hateful words
To strangers no less.
Just shut up!
Leave him alone!
Being a teenager is hard enough
Without your hate.
Makes me wonder what's said
About me behind my back.
God I need new friends.
I'm sick of hanging-out
With people I hate
I want it to end.
I'm done.
I'm gone.
Leaving you behind.

 
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