"You don't mean jack to me anymore!"
I followed my heart right from the start
Suffocating in my own mind
A small hiccup in the road
I’m determined to conquer
Sweating the small stuff
Wasn’t a plan a had in mind
Been there done that
Attitude is what carried me forward
Independence is of great importance to me
I no longer feel the need
For the tasteful words and permanent footprints
Stomping on my heart
Now realize it’s unnecessary and unwanted
Good bye, Good for nothing somebody.
You don’t mean jack to me.
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