Leader

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I know you've lived a hard life
But baby so I have
So try to imagine how I feel when you throw me into the public eye
Before my wounds had healed
And you flash with your scars
You don't realize that mine match
And you tell us rules
Like we are students
In your how to be a bitch
Little school

Now I understand
How after all you been through
You would lock yourself inside
And you wait for us to come and save you
But what I can't imagine is
While imprisoned in yourself
You never took a look around
But that may have been because
You were too busy blaming everyone else

Show pull out the I'm hurt card
Cause you have friends
That don't question any tantrums
But now you have me
And you seem to be confused
You think you can control me
Get me to do whatever you want
Sure you can control those
mindless drones of yours
But they are my friends too
I'm going to save them from you
First you need to rescue yourself

I can understand how
You are scared to trust again
Seeing how being a leader
Can be a magnet for attention seeking friends
But you don't get to lead this group
Because let's face it
I'm just better than you
And when all your "friends" lie to keep you calm
When they really want to call you bitch and tell you what you did was not okay
If you found out
you wouldn't be able to fathom
where they got that idea from.

I could be scared of you
I could gather to your needs
I could listen and obey you
Like the rest of your mindless slaves
But you're not the Queen Bee
You're actually very far away
I'm not going to let you dominate
I've learned to get involved
As I learned more about myself
It takes one to know one Sweetie
Trust me and take a look inside yourself

So yes we both hurt
And yes we both feel the pain
And maybe I'm new to this school
But I'm not going to let you
Take my leadership qualities away
You lead and take your hurt out on others
I lead to take the hurt from others away
I can out-speak you
You tend to be quite a quiet girl
But when you speak your voice is controlling
You don't seem to care what others want
You just want to be worshipped
And you wonder why we butt heads
And why we have since day one
You pretend to be my friend
Like you don't want me dethroned
Because I was popular within a day
Because that's just how I roll

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