Bitch

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Anger

I am

Whatever you want me to be

Give me shit and that's what you'll see

I am

Whatever you make of me

Try to fuck me over and that's what you'll receive

Don't complain

about the way things are when

That's the way you made them

Don't complain

About the way I treat you when

You're the one who did it

You're just getting it back again

I'm tired of all your contradictions

So I think I'll become a contradiction too

I loved you despite your convictions

Because that's what I got from you

Ignoring me earns a reflection

If that's what you chose to give to me

Reality makes the correction

Now you don't exist to me

I am

Whatever you want me to be

Give me bullshit and that's what you'll see

I am

Whatever you make of me

How could someone who doesn't exist ever fix things?

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