They don't know what
I go though
What happens behind close doors
How I try to live normal
But can never
People don't know what I'm like
How I act
Everyone judges me
On one time
When I was reckless and young
But I've grown up
I'm not that little girl
But that's how everyone
Sees me
But not how I see them
I see they've grown up
And judge them on stuff they
Do now
Why can't they do that with me
Why can't we grow up
And judge as grown people
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