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I Think You're Full of Shit
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A Beautiful Life I'm expected to finish all of your shit in one day,
But do you really think I'll close myself off
And separate myself from the real world?
How do you expect me to learn from your shit?
I've just had enough of all your homework bullshit.
Where's the adventure in the papers and books?
My ass is tired from sitting in chairs for 6 hours,
Trying to not fall asleep from listening to your shit.
My life is what it is from experience,
Not from reading and memorizing school stuff.
How can you expect me to change so much
Without having to ever be there at all?
I'm the person that improvises with everything
With a mind of my own to take responsibilities.
You're around me for like 12 years just to annoy me.
What the fuck do you know about the way I live?
You take away my health day by day,
Letting me suffer heart and sleeping problems.
I certainly don't want to end up dying at school,
So you really need to calm your shit down.
You've done nothing to help me with my scars.
Instead, you just put more stress upon my depressions.
What a bastard of an asshole you fucking are,
Being like the cold and selfish mother I had.
No lie, I fucking love some of the teachers,
But I really think you're full of shit.
Now stop trying to shove a bunch of it up my ass
And calm the fuck down instead of venting.
