Why do you say what you say?
Why do you feel this way?
Can't you love me for who I am?
Can't you see who I am?
I love to act to feel the spotlight!
But you sneer and smirk at my attempts.
You fill my soul with hatred and woe,
as I see nothing any more.
Now you see how deep I feel,
How angry and sad I feel,
but now I see you crying,
only because I could never be the son you wanted.