They B**** moan and complain.
Yelling back at them I would refrain.
They pay no heed to what they say.
You correct them and they make you pay.
Just because they think they are right.
So I just continue the fight
Speaking for what I want
All they do is bicker and taunt.
I tell Them this is my choice
And all they do is raise their voice.
They yelling can be heard everywhere.
The power parents have its not fair.
I wish they would just guide and not push.
But they gang up and ambush.
When you are standing tall.
They pull you feet out and make you fall.
They would rather watch you cry
They watch you fail and try
And when you make your adult choice that they cannot stop.
Its just a teardrop.
They may be sad to see you go.
But it was the freedom that I loathed.
