I sit staring at my black chipping nails, Tap, tap, tapping to the rythm of your voice, You give your long talks, You pretend you know shit, About things you don't, You have all these so called "beliefs", When I know you don't give a damn, Fuck all the things you think you do, Fuck all that shit, Because you're just adding to the problem. Fuck standing up for things, Because you're just bringing them down. Fuck what you're made of, It doesn't mean shit to me, I know who you are, I know why you have these beliefs, I know that you don't care, I know that you are a heartless asshole, I know the truth.
Reason for writing:
All these people have so called "beliefs" when really all they are trying to do is stir up shit with adults or whoever they are trying to prove something too. If your going to believe in something believe in it because it is something you care about not something someone told you to care about.
Birth sign: Aquarius
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