You scream at me without any worthy meaning
You glare at me like I'm some sort of monster
Your own flesh and bones and you can't even accept me
You don't care about who I am
You want me to be what YOU want me to be
I can be who I want
I control my life
I appreciate your concern, I really do
But father I really don't want to be you
You make it seem like you hate individuality
And I wish you would come to see my reality
Days pass by too blunt for me to understand
The truth really stings as it lingers in my mind
Lingering without reason
Devouring my thoughts and drowning my consciousness
Swallow the pain, bottle my regret
And someday I could be... me
Good job. Too bad he can't read ths and realize how he makes you feel. I'm going to have my first baby and my biggest fear is being like my mom...anyway very good job of expressing how you truely feel.
