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People Aren'T Always Who You Think They Are

People take advantage, Of every little thing you've got, Money, kidness, or just fukin' caring, And they always think they get away without getting caught. I know what their thinking, The different ways inside your head, You can't ever give me, 'Cuz they won't give a fuk when your dead. They think everything's the same, That nothing has changed, This is the only time I'll help them out, Only 'cuz they really need the help, The stupid crazy crap they've done, They think you'll always be there to the rescue, But this time the war they haven't won. I hate being so nice, When people are in trouble, I'm always willing to help, You put a side you problems and differences, To just get through the situation, So no one gets hurt, So I'm pretty much being nice to people, Who caused me a bunch of stupid drama. Things always have a price, A meaning to every reason behind a theory, I will always help out, A person in trouble or in need, The two reasons to all the stupid drama, I'm about to feed. I fukin' hate people judging me, 'Cuz look at the crap I do, I'm not a b-itch if you take the chance to get to know me, You'll notice my kindness will always last, So let go of all the stupid crap, And put everything in the past, Where it should be. No more assumptions, Or judging me by looks or rumors, 'Cuz it's fukin' stupid your reasons, I mean Fuk I have nothing against no one, I hate no one no matter what the fuk you do, Talk all the crap you want about me, But in the end, I'm not a bad person, And you will find that out and soon see! November 20th,2005

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