From and exterior view you’ll see that I blend in with all the rest,
no different than the next.
However, as for my mind, I doubt that another in the world works the same.
I’m neither ignorant or all-knowing,
simple or intricate.
I read the thoughts of others as well as my own,
for with experience comes knowledge,
and I’ve seen it all.
So if I were to say that I knew how you feel,
would you deny it?
Of course, but that is just you;
easily misunderstanding others,
just as easily understood.

You think I’m lying when I tell you I can remain strong,
but trust me, I’ll take whatever you throw my way:
tantrums, ignorance, and hell, some more of those mind games.
If calling me names like an immature child helps to ease your mind,
so be it.
If you think I’m not serious,
how dissapointed you’ll be.
I’m ready, and there is no way I’m going down.
I guess I’m really not who you thought I was,
innocent, kind, and caring.
When the tables turn and I have something at stake,
I play dirty.