I don't need you.

Seems the harder I try the worse the situation gets. 
I do my part. I work hard.
How long until I break?

Do as I’m told and I will never be happy. I will not conform.
And what if I stop trying?
What if my perfect little world explodes?
And all I have to say is I give up.
Well guess what, I give up.

I’m done.
I’m through.
If no one will help me. If I can’t.
I can’t.

This is me quitting.
This is me saying its not worth it.
Anything can happen in this screwed up world and I’m sick of it.
Broken families.
Broken hearts.
I am broken and there is one cure.

No.
No I will not obey.
I refuse. I refuse to keep my head down.
You will not lead me astray.

If you are not helping, you are in my way.
Get out of my way.
Leave. I don’t need this.
I don’t need this.

I don’t need you.

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