I'm happy now,
I could do what I want.
I don't have to listen to you,
I don't have to cry and think she's fine someday.
You don't decide everything,
you don't mean anything to me.
I don't have to be afraid,
I could be myself.
Your words don't mean a shit to me,
your voice sounds empty.
You don't trust me,
you never didn't.
I thought I'm happy now,
but why still I cry?