“Nothing wrong”

I did nothing wrong.

I never did anything wrong.

People kept telling me I did the wrong thing but what do they know?

They don’t know me.

They don’t understand what I’m trying to do.

If only they could understand that I have to do certain things in order to get to where I want to be.

Why do they have to tell me I’m doing something wrong when I’m clearly not?

I’m not doing anything wrong.

I’m doing what I have to do.

Nothing else.

That’s not wrong, is it?


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