söndag 6 december 2009

I am who I am

Why do you always have to pick on me, what have I ever done to you? You always criticize whatever I'm doing, rather it's watching TV or just reading in my untided room. I know who I am and what I am, you don't have to tell me. Why do my room always have to be clean, clean, clen? Why can't it be just the way it is, I mean, it's MY room! So please, don't judge me for who you think I am. If you want to judge me, then judge me after you've gotten to know the inside.

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