Crawling Through the Mud

Crawling through the mud
Never is really clean
Of course it is like being
Stuck in life as a teen

So many heartbreaks
So much to do
Spending all the time
To be someone that's not true

You have to be like me
You have to dress like her
Why cant I just be myself
Ill take it, sure!

All the confusion
And drama, galore
No one really needs it
Leave it for the floor

You may say I'm naive
But the truth is, you see
I have been broken
More than a weeping willow tree

The tears that have been shed
The lies that have been told
All the old boyfriends
Who kept my life on hold

So, you see, the truth is this
I really just don't care
I don't need a guy to complete me
So just get out of my hair