It's funny how easy it is to do what's forbidden.
I care not for following guidelines and rules anymore.
So what if I'm ruining my life?
I shan't hold you accountable, don't worry your head about it. I've gotten a taste for self-exploration and for the freedom to do it.
No amount of your sickly sweet lectures will wash it away.
Tell me I'm wrong, see if I care.
I'll respond same as tonight-
With an open window and an empty bed.
Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 9:48 PM UTC
It's funny how easy it is to do what's forbidden.
I care not for following guidelines and rules anymore.
So what if I'm ruining my life?
I shan't hold you accountable, don't worry your head about it. I've gotten a taste for self-exploration and for the freedom to do it.
No amount of your sickly sweet lectures will wash it away.
Tell me I'm wrong, see if I care.
I'll respond same as tonight-
With an open window and an empty bed.
There's a deeper reason for my gaunt face and dark circles.
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