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I’m tired of it

Why do people think that they can just push me around? 
Guess what I’m not your toy.
I’m tired of it 
Of being treated like trash 
Of feeling like an outsider 
Of being afraid to be myself 
I’m tired of it
I missed out on half of my life because I had this “cover” or “mask” on
But I’m tired of it 
No more hiding in the shadows 
No more feeling like and outsider
And no more being push around or staying off to the side 
Guess what I’m letting go of my cover 
This is me 
Not my cover 
This is the real me and if you don’t like me it’s fine I don’t need you because if you really cared you would still be here with me and not that other girl
 Cause guess she’s just like me 
Your just like me
and everyone world is just like me 
See we all have covers but some of us have been hiding in them for so long that that’s all we have left and the real us is no where to be found.
All there is left is a fake us
I’m tired of it 
Look let me tell you something if you have a cover it’s fine I won’t judge but just know that you don’t have to be afraid to your real self around me 
Because I’m tired of of
Of all the fake people 
So just be your self
And know that you don’t have to be afraid of being judged
Because the people that are judging you are fake 

 
 

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