I'm not bad, just misunderstood
You got mad, like I knew you would
You think I do it, to get back at you
Not always but sometimes this is true
You think I'm disrespectful,all that you do I don't appreciateany of it
Still the truth I tell you, yet you think I'm full of shit
You think I'm a druggie, that I'm always burnt or high
Which leaves me with one question, left to wonder why
Sure I tried a drink, smoked a doobie
And so now you think you know me
You've read me like a book
But you've skipped so many chapters, go back and take a look
I'm not that perfect child, this I know to well
And I know at time I'm put you through moments of pure hell
But understand theres more to me then you conceive
I don't do drugs, or disrespect, but that's your choice if you wish to believe.
tough but true. it's kinda hard to beleive how quickly parents forget what it's like to be young and all the drama that goes with it
Exactly Robin, which makes me wonder if our parents trust us AT ALL ^Kitty~Cat^
Oh my...this is too funny... now I have the image of u with a big blunt in your hand.... hahahahahahaha *falls onto floor and dies laughing* this is awesome robin... i love it. well good job. Bye hunBFFL jennifer/aka someday_soon
true true true