When you don’t even know what I’ve been through. You don’t know who I am or the things I’ve done. You don’t know how much money I get each month, you don’t know what kind of house I live in. You don’t know how much effort I make to have good grades. You don’t know what kind of family I have, you don’t know how much friends I have left to trust. You don’t even know that I always have to think twice when I even spend a dollar. You don’t know a single damn thing about me that lets you have the rights to call me spoiled.

(Source: rubbiitanngg)