Whatever

You're a little kid, you wouldn't understand,
Yeah, Whatever
Boys are meant to be like this,
Yeah, Whatever
And girls are meant to be like this,
Yeah, Whatever
Things are just the way they are,
Yeah, Whatever
You can't change how the way things are,
Yeah, Whatever
Because we're comfortable on the way things are,
Yeah, Whatever
I don't really care how the way things are,
Or how boys and girls are treated differently,
Or that I'm only one person,
I know one thing for sure, is that I control my destiny
And no one else can dictate on what I can or can't do.
Ethnicity, Gender, Age, Income.
Are what people say that determines my future.
They say that, but whose two hands are responsible of shaping my future?
Mine, not theirs.
So, Yeah, Whatever.

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