Dear Know It All

Dear know it all that think they know me. You remind me of my father that never really raised me. I know how to make decisions for myself and I don't need thee. You don't know what I want and what I like Stop making decisions for me. You wouldn't like like it if I do it on to thee. So stop your crap for you don't know me. Your seems to be a stalker underneath me. For how would you assume that you know me. Your decisions is just a image of you towards me. For I know what I want and what I like I could ask for myself so back off And I'm not saying please.