Look at you, standing there

Like you're the ruler of the world

Head high, voice matter-of-fact

Like you know what you're talking about

Claiming you're a "people" person and you can tell my whole history by looking in my eyes

Claiming you know my future and what's going on in my head

Talking about me like you know my psyche better than I

Acting like I will bow down and promise to comply, because you know I want to

Pretending to know I wish to be controlled and toyed with like a puppet

Well guess what, control freak

You don't know me

You don't know what I wish I could be in life

You don't know my responsibilties in life

You don't know who I love or who I hate

You don't know when I feel alone or when I feel like crying

I didn't asked to be hated, but you would have me painting myself an image of contempt, hurt and sadness

You don't know me from Eve, so I'd appreciate it if you cut this crap

I'm not asking you to stop your twisted techniques that only a delusional sadist would know,

But I'm demanding that you don't make me a player in your little game

I didn't ask to be bombarded with false statements and your "on the mark" insults

Don't single me out like a freak among regular people

You don't get to be Fairy Godmother, telling others what's wrong  in their lives and giving advice like you have some secret recipe to a happy, perfect life

You're not God

You don't know everything

Maybe you do have your spies to help you figure out some people, but you can never be inside my head to figure out things

You can tell me you know what I'm thinking, but those are guesses, and most of the time, they're wrong

You can try to offer me the world I "want", act like you know my heart's desires

But in the end, you can't cheat like that

You can't keep my heart under lock and key or put my brain in a choker

You can claim your speeches are doing me a favor, but that's just another lie

I f you think all of my secrets can be figured out by taking in what's on the surface, then you truly don't know me