While your young, your told to live a certian way

People teach you how to talk, what to say

Everyone looks, judgement in there eyes.

People talk, but all you hear are lies.

Noone can tell you who you are,

Just block them out, grab your gutiar.

You are who you are, underneath.

Just tell them that your, seventeen.



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