today's my 19th birthday and at some point this year i heard someone say day after day everything is the same but when you look back everything's different
but i haven't changed, i'm exactly the same as when my sneakers lit up and santa claus came still just wanna play with shapes and colors i am a fucking toddler
i wanna follow a leader but not get told what to do i never wanna get bored but i hate everything new i only feel safe when i'm holding a hand i wanna cry about things that i don't understand i don't get how anyone can be different from myself i wanna push people away when they're trying to help
i like simple flavors and hate chewing my food i like simple pictures and don't tie my own shoes don't wanna read a book unless i know how it ends don't wanna be your friend unless you're already a friend
i wanna make things alone in my room and never show anyone most things that i do i still love the same woman, she's the love of my life but she still fucks my dad when it's that kind of night
so don't blame me, i'm this way innately and don't hate me, i'm just repeating history