If I write something on the internet and I don't share it with you,
Mind your own damn business. Thanks.
If I didn't ask for your opinion,
Don't freak'n give it to me. Thanks.
There are few little things that irk me the most
it's when people think for me, and patronize me
it has to do with the utter and constant ache of me finding myself
And sometimes I splurge and do things I shouldn't
and sometimes I vent in places I shouldn't
My salvation, my road to enlightment
may be unconventional and loud and wreckless among other things
but it's mine, I claimed it. And I don't want to hear it coming out of your mouth again.