I am tired of power tripped adults
Getting there fill off giving insults
There just damn hypocrites
grumpy old folks throwing little hissy fits
You can try to tell me what to do
You are older than me, thats true
But you don't know how to handle me
Instead of raising me up you try to dismantle me
I'm the hell raiser, a star gazer, and a apparently an evil grazer
But if you knew me at all
You would know that I'm not coming back in a crawl
I will march back to you in the army of one
second to none, an embarrassment maybe but still your son
no longer will I be contained, no longer will i remain chained and have your thoughts ingrained into my brain
No longer to your perfect world will I succumb
So let go of me, I am already the man I have become
