Going to drift further away
Lost interest in your story
Gaining sympathy from your pride in me
Losing me as I don't go your way
Boasting how I'll be a victory
But apparently I'm gonna work in a factory
Living with you all my years
Can't you see inside there are tears?
I can't tolerate this situation
You don't provide a clear solution
My heart dies as you don't believe
No faith in what you say
Did you ever contemplate my maturity?
The ways were to come, my security
I can't believe I'd ever say this
But for life, I couldn't care less
My mother told me my father cried
When he found out of my capabilities
Watered eyes seen to be defied
By all the time she's lacked sincerity
Lightning strikes her worst fears
A storm's coming reflecting that
I'm just as she has formed
Offspring of a broken heart torn flat
My father, he's a worker
Growing tired of those around
I can see where he is from
And can't hear what he wants from me
Did you ever contemplate my maturity?
The ways to come, my security
I can't believe I'd ever say this
But for life, even I don't care
My upbringing was quite comfortable
We used to be happy at our home
But it seems I want to get the phone
An outlet to where I'm more suseptible
To an environment that is consistent
A place where I don't have to be resistant
I can live without artificial restraint
But my wondering mind always finds complaint
It's not all their fault
I'm their product, in a web caught
Between their ideals and desires
I can't escape their everlasting influence
Did you ever contemplate my maturity?
The ways were to come, my security
I can't believe I'd ever say this
But for life, I want less to run
Drifting closer home
Back to my roots, no more desire to roam
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