What are you thinking,
When you say those things to me?
How are they supposed to help,
When all they do is hurt?
You want to know why,
Why I do the things I do.
I do it because of that.
Because of Things like that.
Words.
Words that you say to me.
I can tell,
You don't understand.
And why should you?
I'm just a stupid teenage girl to you.
I don't do anything.
I don't know anything.
So why should that hurt?
That hurts more than you know.
Maybe even worst of all.
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