I'm Not Me. You know… the person who's always getting in trouble because of you. That's right. You. Surely you remember your mother asking you who splashed water out of the tub. If you remember correctly, at one point your answer would have been Not Me.
Or when you sprayed the cat with chocolate syrup and were asked about it. What was your answer? Not Me!
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I've spent more of my life grounded than not, and it's all because you people keep blaming me for your actions! Take some responsibility! Please! I mean, would it kill you to admit you dyed the neighbor's prize winning rabbits pink and purple for Easter? You'll move eventually! If you move out of town, chances are low you'll ever even see them again. But no matter where I move, there's always someone somewhere accusing me of the most ridiculous things. I'll have you know that I have broken only a few rules in my life time. As I'm perpetually in trouble and now all but live with bars on my window, I have very little time to scribble on the walls or bomb a country. I'm innocent, I tell you! In-no-cent!
Sheesh.
So yeah. I'm Not Me. Who're you?
