I try to keep it inside, and act like I don’t care.
But when I think of all they do, it’s just too much to bear.
So isn’t it going to shock them, when they wake and I’m nowhere to be found.
Maybe they’ll realize what I meant when I said I didn’t want them around.
They think I’m mad about something new, something they don’t understand.
But it’s something that’s been coming for awhile, and it’s driven me to take a stand.
They treat me like crap, just to feel better about the lies that they live.
But they don’t know how mad I am, I’m tired of being treated like a kid.
When it works for them, I’m supposed to be an adult, until they change their minds.
But this clock I go by has suddenly stopped, now it’s starting to rewind.
Looking back at the things they did, I can see they never really cared.
They always treated me differently, it just depended on who was there.
Sometimes I was good enough, other times it wasn’t enough.
But now I’m standing up to them, now they’ll see who’s tough.
I will no longer let it get to me, because that’s power they’ll have to use.
I will no linger give them that power because I’m tired of the abuse.
So as I’m walking out the door, they’re wondering what went wrong.
And as I’m walking out the door I know I was right all along.