Okay, so you are listening into my conversation,
grinning and throwing dirty looks at me,
whenever I say something stupid.
I know I say lots of crap; but why do you care.
I am just being me.
Happy and stupid and free.
I’m running around and screaming my head off,
but why are you laughing?
I’m entertaining myself, not you.
And now you’re sniggering, and taking a video,
but why do you care what I do?
I know there are always haters,
but why hate me, if I’m just being me?
I mean, I don’t hate you,
for being you, so why hate me?
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