Im sorry i cant be perfect

Grandma, I know I'm not perfect,
You say the things I do make you sick,
Well I know everything i do is wrong,
You've been saying that all along.
I know you hate how i talk,
You hate how i walk,
You hate my hair,
You really don't care!
Well, I'm sorry that I'm not good enough,
Cause hearing you yell is getting tough,
Can you go one day without telling me something you hate?
Just ONE day would be great!
I'm getting older, I'm already a teen,
So let me be weird and dye my hair green!
Times are changing, I wanna change too,
Things are changing, how about you?

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