Shit, I was silent.
Location
I guess you thought you were a king,
And I was your subject, four years of my life I had to bring.
I suppose you enjoyed it,
Ruling my life every bit.
But now I'm done with it all,
And watch me I'm going to stand tall.
I'm going to be who I will be, and fight for what I want to fight for,
I get to study what I want to study, and you can't shut any door.
I got so sick and tired, of trying to be a mini you, and getting yelled at,
At the drop of a bloody hat, for not being perfect at that.
And when I couldn't meet your standerds, compassion you never showed,
"Fuck you, little faggot. Grow up and leave." I was told.
You used to throw things at me, if I ever made you mad.
And take it out on my siblings and that's what made me sad.
So look at me now, I made it out of your house,
I'm 17 bitch, and fully independent, and I'll never speak to you again or your spouse.
So I'm dedicating this to you, in a way you made me who I am,
You're the reason of these scars, walls, and fears, I'm going to be who I can.
Sky's the limit I hear, and I can believe, that a dream is a plan,
I can make it reality, I'm the master of my fate now because I can.
Now it's my life,
I'm going to live it.