I dont know...

I dont know what I want to be.
My mom makes it so hard for me to see.
throwing all these ideas in my head.
Thoes are the things that I always dread.
Hearing you tell me what I should do.
When really mom.. I cannot be you.
I know you want the best for me.
But sooner or later your gonna have to see.
I will do what I want. I will make it on my own.
so get out !!! and leave me alone.