Do you see me like you used to.
Does the illusion still elude you.
Though I am grown now in my father's eyes.
You give no blessing but it's my right to decide.
Couldn't care less; it's all just come what may.
Well, there's this one thing that I'm going to say.

Sticks and stones may break my bones,
But your words, they will not hurt me.
By myself I stand alone,
So no one can desert me.
When I cry myself to sleep
I don't want you around me.
Thoughts of you confound me.
I don't want you around me anymore.

On reflection it's just conspiracy.
Genetic fusion, hell of heredity.
Misconstruction of our destinies.
Paranoid contention with my identity.
Contabescence through your hypocrisy.
Giver of life, you are the death of me.