I wrote it last week. But this seems like the more appropriate time to have written it considering recent events. Excuse the French. I was short on words to associate my anger with.
For once I'd like to let go
Let all these pent up emotions go
I really can't take it anymore
You think you're so much better
I'm just the one being nicer
Like always
Like always
For once, I want to tell the truth
But regard for your emotions always hold me back
My control is going to derail off track
I hate you
I hate you
But I only stand and stare
Fuck you
Fuck you
I don't want to care
Like your puppet, limp and tied
Everything inside me has died
It's your entire fault
It's my entire fault
You because you're so vain
While I'm standing in the rain
All you see is what you want to see
Me because I never speak what's on my mind
No not because I've been blind
That's how you tend to look over me
Fuck you, fuck you
You're not my best friend
If we ever were, then this is the end
I don't need you to think you're taking care of me
I don't need you, will you ever fucking let me be
I'm sick of you
I want to forget you
I hate you
I regret you
Shut up when I'm talking to you
I'm about to get rid of the very worst part of me
So stand there, you can watch for free
The person I hate is – guess who
You
Poetry by Callisto Jean
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Written on 2008-04-01 at 18:43
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Tried of Being Who I Am
Tried of being meFor once I'd like to let go
Let all these pent up emotions go
I really can't take it anymore
You think you're so much better
I'm just the one being nicer
Like always
Like always
For once, I want to tell the truth
But regard for your emotions always hold me back
My control is going to derail off track
I hate you
I hate you
But I only stand and stare
Fuck you
Fuck you
I don't want to care
Like your puppet, limp and tied
Everything inside me has died
It's your entire fault
It's my entire fault
You because you're so vain
While I'm standing in the rain
All you see is what you want to see
Me because I never speak what's on my mind
No not because I've been blind
That's how you tend to look over me
Fuck you, fuck you
You're not my best friend
If we ever were, then this is the end
I don't need you to think you're taking care of me
I don't need you, will you ever fucking let me be
I'm sick of you
I want to forget you
I hate you
I regret you
Shut up when I'm talking to you
I'm about to get rid of the very worst part of me
So stand there, you can watch for free
The person I hate is – guess who
You
Poetry by Callisto Jean
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Written on 2008-04-01 at 18:43
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