You may notice
Without me pointing it out
That I just don't
Give a half
A fuck
About how you see me
About what you want
From me
About much at all
I've got a filthy mouth
And an even filthier mind
And I really
Wouldn't change it
Even if I wanted to
These thoughts are mine
And I'll be damned
If I'll let anyone
Take them from me
Especially because
You may not
Particularly like
The things I say
Or how I say them
I just don't care anymore
To fix my give-a-shit
I don't need or want
Your approval
That's just too fucking bad
For you...
Now isn't it
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