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Life is not a bitch, Just that girl you thought was your life, This is what I have learned to call her, Separation and friends taught me, That's what she was, I want her back, But she doesn't live on this level anymore, That girl that remembers talking on the beach so long our friends left, Left me on the beach too, I no longer need to learn living without you, Because I am, And it's not as bad as yesterdays nightmares would have guessed, Now is the fun part, Getting back to learning, How to live with myself, Who the hell I am and where I fit, Because she was just a distraction, A trip to the candy store, See me for who I am, We've got work to do. (Anyone who recognizes that line gets bonus points, and I love it so much I had to use it somewhere.)

You left me, With this nasty after taste, Betrayal with a hint of, Silly boy, That's me, Silly, For believing all that fuzzy shit we were slinging at each other, Silly for thinking that the king of disaster had made something work, Yet somehow you left and I felt like the jerk, Just want you to know, In case you ever read this, Or find it when I'm famous, You were just a distraction, A moment floating in time, That when I look back, It was better then than now, You've been demoted to a childhood memory, Like a cartoon that isn't that good, Or a toy thats just too simple now, Nothing left of you, But memories in my hurricane, Living a life like you wanted sounds boring, Sounds like everyone else, And if you ever paid attention, I am not everyone else, Have fun in your predictable, political, no win scenario I'm gonna go do what I do, and actually fix the world.

This is to everyone who helped me in my strife, This is to everyone who helped me keep my life, Somehow together in a confusion turbine she turned on when she left, I can never say enough, For those who called my bluff, Saying, Yeah I'm okay, "Well, you don't look that way," This is for everyone who helped me when things were way too hard, This is for everyone, exactly who they know, Who helped me find myself, Who saw me for how I should be and not how I was left, Thank you is never enough, But I figured its a step.

The adults tell me to grow up, Go to school, Get a job, Grow a life, But all I can scream back is, I'M SORRY I'M TOO BUSY BEING FUCKED IN THE ASS BY YOUR CONSEQUENCES!!!