I refuse to come second
to someone so repellant and small
and I refuse to be told
I will never stand tall
I refuse to let him
push me around
and I refuse to feed his smile
with my poor, pathetic frowns
I refuse for you to stand
and think it's okay
and I refuse for you to see
me any other day
I refuse this friendship
and I refuse this home
what I ever saw in you
will become unknown
but you don't refuse
you pick and you choose
so it shouldn't be news
that I give up
Jun 16, 2013
Jun 16, 2013 at 8:22 PM UTC
I refuse to come second
to someone so repellant and small
and I refuse to be told
I will never stand tall
I refuse to let him
push me around
and I refuse to feed his smile
with my poor, pathetic frowns
I refuse for you to stand
and think it's okay
and I refuse for you to see
me any other day
I refuse this friendship
and I refuse this home
what I ever saw in you
will become unknown
but you don't refuse
you pick and you choose
so it shouldn't be news
that I give up
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