My Life, My Party, My Ball
Sometimes I'm loud & very brash,
What some might call "white trailer trash"
But inside I bleed red, I'm just like you
Just a little mixed up & a little confused
Hated by many for mistakes that I make!
But isn't that life? It's a risk that you take
I just had to feel wanted, needed & loved
But that made me do some bad & mad stuff!
I'm not growing up, I'm falling apart
An empty hole eating away at my heart
But now I must stand on my two feet alone
Learn who I am and get back in the zone!
So now I know I must walk away,
But remember it was you who helped make me this way
So now time to fix me & start standing tall
Cos this is MY life, MY party, MY ball
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