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Nov 2015
The problem is you assumed I was okay
I kept saying I wasn't
I couldn't do it
I need to drop them
But you insisted I was okay

Now I'm showing doing saying
Things you don't approve
Finally you're convinced I really wasn't
I couldn't do it
I needed to drop them
Because I'm still not okay

And you go crazy
With your feisty marching band
No grasp of reality, my reality
Pretending to be a friend
Treating me like a glass about to break
But I don't believe any of it
You only do the things you do
Because you don't approve of mine

And I'm done
I'm done done done
Mariel Rodriguez
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Mariel Rodriguez  Stars Hollow
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