im sick of them always,
telling me what to do,
never, ever, seeing it,
from my point of view,
they always decide,
what i do or dont,
never listen, never hear me,
even if i shout they wont,
just had enough,
cant take anymore,
rather die then hear them,
the only thing thats sure,
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