Utopian Outcome
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I'm sick of you! Damn Hypocrite! 
Me manipulating shit? 
I found everything you say to contradict 
You make it sound like I'm an outcast 
a reject, I have done good 
You may not think so 
but you should 
you want to love me, accept me 
when you just leave me in melancholy 
this is disturbing 
but do you know who really tells the truth? 
The Government? More like the guy in the toll booth 
I feel nothing, not jealously, not anything 
wait, that's a lie 
I do love 
Mistakes are said and done its in the past 
If I didn't make those choices 
How do I know the outcome would be better 
I'm happy now, no lies 
I'm living the American dream 
its my Utopian Life, my utopia