You don't approve of me?
Should I care?
You're always judging
Before realize my true colors.
You're always spewing rumors,
Before you know how what I did.
You say I'm strange,
And I agree fully.
The definition of normal
Is conforming to what everone else wants...
And that's not what I want.
What you call weird,
All around creepy,
I call beautiful,
You say I'm self centered,
Because I have confidence in myself.
I tell myself I look good every morning,
So I can smile at myself
And be ready for the day.
Just because you put yourself down
And say you're ugly,
And say you're not good at anything...
Well, that's your choice,
But that, to me, is self centered.
Because all you're doing
Is trying to get compliments for yourself.
What I don't get,
Is after judging me all this time,
I find you trying to be the same as me;
By the words you say,
Things you wear,
Jokes you tell,
Music you listen to..
It all comes back to me, somehow.
And I'm not the only to see it.
So judging me,
Is like judging you.
Don't approve of me, now?
I STILL don't care.
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