I like crying
I like how I look when I cry, or at least when im done
it doesn’t bother me that i do it so often
i’m not ya average girl from a video
i ain’t built like a supermodel
but i learned to love myself unconditionally
because i am a queeeeen
i had a dream
about a dream
actions speak louder than words,
you say one thing do another,
your all talk, no do.
shit is getting me like
i have fucking problems bro,
and everyone around me
is just now noticing,
and NOW its a problem.
leave me be
but why do i have to change?
can’t shit just stay the way it is?
who i am is fucking destroying me
and those around me
BUT WHO GIVES A FUCK