I do not get the people, that think they know it all. That keep track on their fingers, how many times I fall.
As if my explanations, have no reason or rhyme. And all your expectations, define who I am inside.
You don't fail to remind me, That you have got a list. That proves that I'm not worthy, that I'm the antagonist.
So hunny don't you worry, everybody knows. I'm such a disappointment, but this is really how it goes.
Everytime you point a finger Every time you assign blame. At least I'm the one that's changing (fighting) while your still staying the same. So go ahead and laugh cause darling. At the end of this you'll see, One of us is gonna fall hard, and it won't be me.
All my mistakes are plenty, but when it's said and done. I've tried to become better, it's me whose truly won.
So call me names and titles. I won't say they're a lie. At least I know I'm someone, who has the guts to try.
Imperfection makes us better. Imperfection makes us grow. You act us though you've got none, so now you should know.