You may think that I'm nice
but in reality I'm not
I don't listen
I yell at my brothers
and I don't know when to stop
In school I act good
but it kills me inside
that I act good because i have to.
Everyone says I need to stop
but I really don't care
I act how I want to
I know it's a habit to act bad
but it doesn't matter
When I said I was a devil
nobody believes me
and that hurts me because
nobody knows how I am
or see me so
they shouldn't know how I am
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