Real life.

Tell me what to feel,
Tell me how to act.
And tell me who I am,
Tell me who it is I'm suppose to be.
Tell what's wrong,
What's right.
And the truth!
You wouldn't know shit about me or my fucking brain.
What I feel or what I mean.
You can't save me from the world.
The torment,
The scars
And hurt.
You can't fix me with your words.
Actions or even sympathy.
Why am I so different?
Fuck, I don't know.
I'm fine with it,
Why can't you be okay with it?
I don't seek a normal life.
Complicated is real,
Blood dripping, soul aching, chest crushing real life!
And I wouldn't have it any other way.
I'm talking now, so shut you're shit dripping lying mouth.
This is who I'm suppose to be.
And I'll make it there.
Live or die.
I'll die fighting for my rights.
Cause even though it's complicated.
God always gave me another option,
Another road to take.
So there's a reason
And I'll never let anyone tell me different.