you have no clue,
what it like to stand on the outside
staring into the broken fragments of a life
that isn't yours anymore
you have no right
to tell me what to say
What to do
living your perfect little life
surrounded by parents
who love and adore you
Never have they raised a hand in your direction
Yet here you are telling me lies
claiming it will fix everything
Don't sit here and Patronize me
when you have no clue what pain really is
You have no clue what fear really is
Just turn into your perfect life
And back out of mine
Because you have no clue
What will happen if you stay...
Connect The Arts Guild : Poetry,Writing,Theatre,Art,Music
Where artists of all types gather to discuss and share art, writing, dance, music, and performance art.
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