Every day you tell me to be happy 
To lighten up and brighten up 
How can I even begin to feel this day? 
When I’ll you do is force me to be you 
You’re constant yelling to forces to succeed 
I’m not a picture of your shattered perfection so give it
up 
Torn photographs from magazines adorn my skin 
Give up my dreams because you said I should
My goals can not be achieved by your measured
So you found my weakness 
How can I possibly succeed with this dream that led my life?

Can you tell me? I see you smile every time I falter
Confining me to your ideals 
This home is full of single chances 
God tells me to love and obey you 
I write this so you know 
I hate you