I act like a childWho is wild and crazyAnd who does not careWhat you think about herBecause she is happyWith what she isAnd what she has becomeAnd the laughsDon’t bother herBecause she is happyWith what she isThey look her in the eyesand they call herimmature and wrongshe just looks at theminto their eyesand she thanks themfor what they are doingbecause it makes herstronger you see
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