21. Who Am I?
I'm tired of being told to grow up,
When they know that I'm able
I'm sick of being called 'Punk,'
Because that is being labeled
I'm tired of being told to grow up,
When they know that I'm able
I'm sick of being called 'Punk,'
Because that is being labeled
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My life is falling apart,
Can't get rid of this fragile heart,
Headache from all the tears,
Restless sleep, thinking about fears.
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Hurting
Because no one cares at all.
Crying
Because no one hears me call.
We live and breathe with them every hour.
Some words make us feel sour,
Causing us to glower.
Only words have such power.