Push Me Away.

You want me to be good,
and when I'm sad not to cry,
even when you insist
that it is wrong to lie.
You need me to agree
with anything you ask.
You need me to paint
on this happy little mask.
And in my personality
to be reflected.
Everything you see;
It must be perfected.
Push me forward,
away from what you hate,
to show the world
this lie you created.
Steer me from the gays.
the goths, the wrong, the lies,
But each time a little bit more
of my soul twists and dies.
I'll tell you the truth.
Something you havn't been told yet.
There's a damn good reason
as to why I'm so upset.
You always make believe
that you really understand,
But meanwhile you are
acting on the underhand.
You take away my visits,
Give strange looks to my friends,
Question all the music,
The list never ends.
Tough shit, dad,
but this is me.
I'm sorry I'm not who you
wanted me to be.