Youíre the evil voice I hear inside,
That tells me daily that I canít,
When I know damn well I can,
The darkest shadow of my mind.
Youíre the rain that drowns my parade,
The pain I feel with no control,
Youíre the lies and deceit,
When I know that life can work another way.
Youíre the negativity that brings me down,
The horrible bind I canít defy,
Youíre the voice of reason that holds no logic,
I know that I am right.
You try to make my friends- my world,
Try to take away my happiness,
If God werenít there I donít know where Iíd be,
If He couldnít protect meÖ
I know Iíd die.
Youíre the one that says itís wrong,
When everything else points to right.
You suck me under with inhuman fury,
And drown me out with passionate hate.
You tell me I should hate my mother,
Tell me I should hate them all.
You tell me I should hate my boyfriend,
Tell me I canít date at all.
You say Iím irresponsible,
Nothing great; only vulnerable.
You say I need to think more so,
And never act- it must be bad.
You tell me that all men want,
Is something they canít have,
You say the ones that are taken still,
They only want in my pants.
You say heís jail bait for being underage,
The risks I take every second I speak with him,
Every moment I spend with him,
News flash- heís past the age of consent,
And in a little more than four whole months,
Underage will be a second of the past.
So donít tell me who I am,
Donít tell me who to be,
Obviously thereís a reason you are who you are,
Donít try to make me just like you.
Iím not filled with growing hate,
Iím not filled with judgments more,
I learned to forgive and judge not by appearance,
Race, age or gender,
But by the person that they are.
Iím filled with love and second chances,
Something you must have never learned.
I canít wait to leave your presence,
And feel happy once again.