I am many things.
I am a teenager. I am friend. I am a daughter, but who said?
I am a woman, I am a girl. I am a human, in this world. But, who said?
I have a heart, it beats just the same. I have feelings, am I to blame?
But who said?
Who said I have to be the shoulder you lean on? Who said I have to be fair.
In love and in life, I have to be willing to share?
Who said I am strong? Who said I am weak? Who said I can not be in between?
Who makes me remain selfless? Why can't I be selfish?
Who said I can't try? To show you how I feel? Are you satisfied?
Well let me say one thing, before you say I can't. I promise it will be quick, and I promise it will last.
I AM NOT YOUR SHOULDER TO CRY ON, BECAUSE THE WORLD'S DONE ME WRONG TOO.
I AM NOT GOING TO BE CALM, FOR THE SAKE OF YOU.
ALL MY LIFE I'VE BEEN WILLING, TO FIGHT YOUR FIGHT.
BUT IT'S OVER AND DONE WITH. NOW IT'S MY TURN TO CRY.
SO IT'S YOUR TURN TO BE THE SHOULDER. YOUR TURN TO BE FAIR.
IN LOVE AND IN LIFE, YOU MUST BE WILLING TO SHARE.
HAVE YOU LEARNED NOTHING FROM SEEING ME?
WATCHING ME HURT? WATCHING ME BLEED?
WHO SAYS I HAVE TO TAKE CARE OF YOU, AND BE BY YOUR SIDE?
i'm done with being the one, who said i should try?
i'm done being the one who gets pushed along.
why must i continue, when i know it's wrong?
why can't i get away, leave this world behind.
and why can't i figure out...
who said?
