Venting - READ DESCRIPTION

You can say what you want to me
I'll move on
But when you say shit to my friends
You might as well be gone.

I'm standing on a hair
with my tolerance with you
Pick yourself up off the floor
Before I do

Growing up's a reality
So you better deal
Because I'm getting sick
Of  how I feel

Anger's so dominant
But I want to be sad
Over the loss of the times
We used to have

I am who I am
If you can't accept me
Turn around, walk away
You may as well forget me

But it's alright, it's ok
I love the cold shoulder
But one day you'll be in my world
You! Will be older

I hope you're happy
I take it you did what's best for you
Just want you to know
I've always loved you

Adios Amigo
Adeus
Aurevoir
I'm done with you ombre
I'm done with this spar