Chaos and Confusion Looking for some kind of diffusion Stop trying to paint me false illusions Cause you're always coming to the wrong conclusions Trying to decide what's right for me Back off and give me some room If you say one more word, it feels like my head will go- BOOM! So controlling in every way Tightening the noose around my neck day by day Never once stopping to ask me what I got to say I don't mean to sound hostile or mad But your attitude is really getting bad and it's starting to make me sad cuz I once looked up to you Now I've given up trying to make you see, Tired of talking till my face is blue, starting to accept that you haven't got a clue Now there's nothin left for me to do I'm cutting the rope and giving myself some hope Cuz I'm tired of you making me feel like I'm a dope! I wish that it didn't have to end this way, If only you could hear what I need to say...................................
Reason for writing:
That overly protective man of mine..........................
Birth sign: Taurus
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