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Stop that looking down on me What the hell makes you think your better than me? We aren't even in the same class It's apples and oranges- There's no way to compare We both walk different paths And nothing makes yours better But you walk upon yours as if it's made of gold. Who cares if you're a size zero and have the voice of an angel And have boys falling for you left and right And I'm a high school drop out without a job And my body is definitely not a size zero and covered with scars You haven't been through half the things I've been through You don't have to deal with the pain I continually feel. And if you want a competition  You got it. You go around acting all perfect and like a grade A ***** While I even through I struggle through it all I do so with grace Which is something you lack yet I have in spades. And now that I've realized that You can no longer bring me down I'm proud of who I am So you can drop your supercilious attitude And keep your cruel words to yourself Because they won't affect me anymore I'll just continue down my path  with the grace you lack  Happy enough just to be me.
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Sep 30, 2013
Sep 30, 2013 at 6:41 PM UTC
You're Not Better Than Me
Stop that looking down on me What the hell makes you think your better than me? We aren't even in the same class It's apples and oranges- There's no way to compare We both walk different paths And nothing makes yours better But you walk upon yours as if it's made of gold. Who cares if you're a size zero and have the voice of an angel And have boys falling for you left and right And I'm a high school drop out without a job And my body is definitely not a size zero and covered with scars You haven't been through half the things I've been through You don't have to deal with the pain I continually feel. And if you want a competition  You got it. You go around acting all perfect and like a grade A ***** While I even through I struggle through it all I do so with grace Which is something you lack yet I have in spades. And now that I've realized that You can no longer bring me down I'm proud of who I am So you can drop your supercilious attitude And keep your cruel words to yourself Because they won't affect me anymore I'll just continue down my path  with the grace you lack  Happy enough just to be me.
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ironyheartsap
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Sep 30, 2013
Sep 30, 2013 at 6:41 PM UTC
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