Making up lies

Not full opening your eyes

There’s the possibility that,

It wasn’t my fault this time.

There’s the possibility that,

I didn’t commit the crime.

You make the assumption,

That ends in my corruption.

You’re driving me insane,

And you’re really the one to blame.

There’s no sanctuary,

To get a way from you.

There’s no sanctuary,

From the things you claim I do.

What’s your problem now, c’mon?

Find someone else to blame your faults on.

You say that I’m the mean one,

But I don’t find other’s anguish fun.

There’s no doubt I’m going crazy,

When you blame your hurt on me.

There’s no doubt I’m going crazy,

When you put down who I want to be.

Do you really think I’m cruel?

When you mock what others do.

I know one thing for sure though,

I WONT be like you when I grow.

I know one thing for sure….