you label me,
punk, goth, loner, whore,
well guess what?
i won't listen anymore.

im tired of all this,
all the fighting,
in skool or out,
these are the reasons i turned to writing.

i hated having no one to talk to,
i hated having to cry,
i hated meeting new people,
i hated you saying goodbye.

i hated mom for getting a divorce,
i hated dad for not trying,
i hated when we'd try to talk,
and i always ended up crying.

so here are my reasons,
big and bold,
the only ones,
you'll ever be told.

so hold them in your heart,
hold them so tight,
cuz cutting and crying,
is only for night.
 
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