I HATE IT

I KNOW YOU WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND HOW I FELT ALL THE TIME

HOW COULD YOU EVER UNDERSTAND THE PAIN I BEEN THROUGH

I CAN'T ARCHIVE WHAT YOU EVER WISH 

STOP MAKING ME NOT ME

YOU THOUGHT I WAS MATURE ENOUGH

I WAS, BUT IT DOESN'T MEAN I CAN ALWAYS STAND IT

THOSE PHOTOS, YOU THINK I AM AVE MARIA

WELL, I AM NOT ANY PIECE OF IT