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Fuck Off...

Is there such a thing as loneliness?
Can I say that there is?
Or will all this duress
simply be blamed on my teenage years?

If so, then fuck you.
I didn't need your damn opinion
when I had dreams that were true.
So what if they didn't work out?

Frankly, I don't give a damn
if you think I'm worthless for what I did
at home, or at school, or even at camp.
I won't change it all now just for you.

So while I may be lonely and tired and sad,
at least I don't sit in a stuffy room
making all these online people feel bad.
I still get by and help others a bit.

So don't look down on me anymore
'cause I won't acknowledge a fucking hypocrite.
Just know that this is me, and you're
nothing but a sad, sad excuse for a human being.