Idk. it's shytty

Don't point the finger,
Gave them a hand.

Follow your bliss,
but I keep finding
sadness.

I just want to be me,
but soiety has a different
plan for me.

I keep sreaching for you,
but I never find you.

Happiness is a warm gun,
it that gun is pointing at
the one thing you hate.

Telling me
I am everything
you ever wanted,
only made me,
everything I hated.

I found my peace
with myself,
and you are
not part of it.

I am so much better
off with out you.

And being me,
never looked better

Daddy, why can't
you just let me love him.

Yes, it shouldn't be,
but, I never met anyone
to be just like him.