Evasion

                                    

                                          
Ah, it may seem..
There's a difference
between you and me..
In respect to 
what makes it 
dishonesty.
                          
You see, they plan to lead me 
down they same path they took..
Same story..
Same hook..
Same problems..
The same book..
To be perfectly them
Instead of perfectly me..
To be an apple that grows 
Into the exact same tree..
                          
They want that to be my fate
Just so they can relate..
And should I make mistakes
They rub it in my face..
Spouting hate my way
Cause they did it 'perfectly'..
It's their life they want me to live
So of course they did it perfect..
Eventually I decided their 
affections weren't worth this.
                          
Till then, I lied to them 
About the mistakes and invasion
Of thoughts that came with the gain 
of a proper education..
Filled with elation upon finally leaving the station..
                          
Evasion.
                          
Though they still try to find reasons for why I still need them..
Making stormy weather hoping I won't leave the ties severed..
Not seeing that they're just making it worse not better..
                          
Nomatter what I do 
I'll never be good enough for them..
                          
Cause as glorified as 
they make themselves
Inside they really 
hate themselves..
                          
So even if me and them 
were one in the same
Nothing would change 
I'd still be shamed
                          
So why stay?