I am the blood that rushes through your veins.
I am the one who yells in vain.
Yes, I am the loud, obnoxious girl next door,
but what are you going to do about it?
I am who I am because life made me this way.
Living in a dump with a h## for a mom.
I became me when I was three and I fought for the right to say what's on my mind.
Until you prove to me your the one who deserves respect, you better back off because I'm untouchable.
