She says I'm changing I say I'm growing up,
She says I'm becoming a slut I say I'm no longer prude
She says she still loves me I say she can lie
She says I'm becoming out of control I say I'm still within
reach I just don't want to be touched
She says somethings making me act this way I say that it's
my choice, 
She thinks that I hate her now, but she needs to know I'll
always love her.
She's no longer talking behind my back she knows that it's
my choice,
She knows the clothes are just for fun, not to grab
attention.
She thinks that I'm her best friend, I think that I know
best.
I think that she's proud of me for all my stupid choices,
They've made me the person I am today and they've helped me
stay alive.