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Jan 2016
I'm not the daughter you want me to be
And I'm not the person I see
In my dreams, in my dreams
I wanna be less like you
More like me
Escape your hatred
Without looking back because
I'm not who we think I am
Yeah, that little girl you see--
That's not me, that's not me
Stuck in the side notes
Clashing the two boats
Getting away from you
That's what I have to do
To shatter the towers you built
Expectations you used to make--
They're fake, they're fake
I'll be myself tonight
And I'm ready for a fight
Classify under "Rant." I'm constantly questioning what it means to be myself.
The Emerald Outcast
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The Emerald Outcast
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