I Must Go.
It's easy too look at me and say, why did your life turn out that way?
Why do I care what you think, it's like your taking my worth and making it shrink.
I'm so sorry I couldn't be you, at least I'm real and my character is true.
I am happy in my own skin, and with you no matter what I cannot win.
You point your finger in my face, your words stinging like a spray of mace.
I can't let you get to me, I must remain free.
To be the person I want to be, your just mad that you'll never be me.
I cannot walk in your shoes, if I try I'll surely lose.
One day you might look back, but I'll be gone on my track.
Where I'm going I do not know, but I do know this I must go.
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