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MeBeLizzi
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PANDEMIC
Being bossed around and controlled
You put a leash on me and pull it tight
Am I a human being?
Is this what it's supposed to feel like?

I'm at a loss for words
You say I'm growing up
But won't let me have some freedom

I don't have many friends
And those I do have you don't approve of
Do you WANT me to be happy?
It sure doesn't seem like it

You aren't my mother
Well you are
But hey you get the picture
You aren't my father
He's gone for good
I haven't got one

Go on, get gone
I want to be
On my own
It's time to live
So let me do it

It's time to live
So here I go

 

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