Bad Apple.

I’m the bad apple.

The one they didn’t want.

I’ve been nothing but trouble,

Right from the start.


I don’t fit in

To this idea of a whole.

I think what makes me different

Is the freedom of my soul.


I’m a constant disappointment

And for that I have regrets,

But I wouldn’t change a thing I’ve done

For any more

Or any less.




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