Don’t tell me what to do
I’m so sick of living for you
This is suppose to be my time
My time to shine
My time to dance
Back off, you had your chance
Don’t make me turn my back
There is so many things our relationship lacks
I am not trying to offend
I just want you to comprehend.
I am not a little girl anymore.
There isn’t much keeping me from walking out that door.
It’s so hard to talk to you,
You find something wrong with everything I do
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