Fuck, I got a life

You thought…

I’m just a stranger, assuming a faceless

I’m just no one, probably one of no worth

I’m just one of the other, perfect fit to the list of had that

I’m just a passerby, you didn’t really bother

The reason you chose to mess around with me

 

You made me look as if…

I’m just a passing cloud, heavy of no significance

I’m just a few raindrops, over a vast dry land

I’m just a dying stream, sand filled and rocky

I’m just a once existing rainforest, with no hope of new life

The reason you chose to wait, and watch me die

 

You should know that…

I’m sick and tired of always having to bow

I’m sick and tired of always having to please

I’m sick and tired of always having to beg

I’m sick and tired of always having to follow

And I can’t stand you no more

 

And this too…

I’m no longer afraid of being a stranger anymore

I’m no longer scared of the dark of the barren street

I’m no longer shaken of standing alone by the edge

I’m no longer wary of being me, myself

Coz I got my life with me; a whole lot to live

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