They always say things, but their words never faze me.
They try to tell me I'm wrong when they think I'm going crazy.
Sitting at home and crying? No, I'm not that lazy.
Mother going mad because I brought up "I have baby"
This girl has a boy to tell her that he really, really loves her.
But honestly and truly, he actually really loves another.
She turned her back on her family and forgot about her brother.
Who took a gun to school. Aimed ready to who he had enough of.
Had a friend who knew my words before I shut the door.
He knew who I was and what I was brought into this world for.
We hook up. Broke up. Made up. Thinking I found someone I could adore.
Which to find out, I'm label at school. People know me as a whore.
He told them things that we werent suppose to share.
I sat there, head high, pretending I dont care.
Letting men, boys, strangers, touching me here and there.
Sometimes I wonder, why am I even here.
I am caged in.
Leave me while I worry.
Turn the page.
Oh, it's the end of my story.
