little things

Hey, why are you screaming at me?
There's nothing in your throat that shouldn't be
It's not my fault you can't make me make your choices
It's what you taught me, how to make noises
Think for yourself be oh so independent
Don't let it touch you, don't be a remnant
but don't cross us or you'll pay
then you'll do exactly what we say
but you'll see how small you really are
I'll show you how small you really are
Scream about the little things
F*ucking little people
F*ucking little games
Scream at anything different
Not at yourself so very bent
The biggest little player in your own disease
What your all missing is what the world needs
Hey why are you screaming at me?
So many little things all so free
All my little faults so different from you
Things you let me learn and wish i never new
This is what i am and your just a hypocrite
But you're words still kill me bit by bit
You take away my dreams to fit into your mold
Then watch as it bleeds with everything i hold
And you'll see how small you really are...