Trying to be misunderstood
Just a product of my childhood
Still I find myself outside
You can't say I haven't tried
Perhaps I tried too hard
No excuses, I won't apologize
Or justify your lies
Come find me, tell them to me
Look me in the eyes
There's got to be something better for me.
i'm no longer what i use to be
and it hurts even further that i'm not at fault.
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