all right.
you wanna treat me like that. treat me like dirt and like i ain't worth shit. i despise you both. the things you did and do and are going to do. i mean.. what the hell? you don't deserve anything. make it sound like i'm mentally unsound. ditch me somewhere where we won't meet on a daily basis, take away my life, dreams and all forms of communication. trap me in this damn hole and i can't get out. i'm pissed off. could you tell?
so this is where things are headed. aight, i can live with it.
after all, the closest thing we ever shared was similar DNA.
so, EFF off.
what iAMY has to sing, has been heard.