Everyday, its the same thing.
wake up, take a shower,
wake me up,
and yell at me.
You ask why i despise you so much.
after all you've done for me.
its because i know.
you don't love me for me.
you don't care about me, because i am me.
you only care because i belong to someone you've lost.
and now, i am what you have left of this person.
I'm growing up, and i don't need your comment.
I'm growing fast, because i want to leave this house.
I'm growing now, so don't stop me.
I am me, and you don't love me for me.
Thats right grandma, i like girls.
Thats right grandma, I'd rather eat nothing than your meatloaf.
Thats right grandma, i rebel yo piss you off.
I feel your pain, and not in a good way.
I suffer for your loss.
I don't suffer because i lost my mom.
I suffer because you lost you daughter.
Now you watch over me, because i am your daughter's daughter.
Not because i am me, nor because i am your granddaughter.
I'm tired of it.
So just let me be.
Let me be me.
