Everywhere I turn you follow,

ever am I under your thumb,

ready to flatten me down,

you spy on me,

you track me down,

you practically hunt me down,

I know you guys love me,

you are parents,

this I understand,

but sometimes the pressure,

of you always hanging over,

has caused me to go insane,

at one point in time

I feared doing wrong,

because you would know,

but the rebel in me now,

has driven me to extremes,

you sneak behind my back,

you make secret calls,

you silently track my moves,

My father's a professional spy.

You're too overprotective of me,

you try too hard to know everything,

and this has driven me to insanity.

I want to not be paranoid,

I want to be independent,

don't be so overprotective!

I feel like a cornered animal,

no way to go, the predator closing in,

no where to run,

I just want to die,

rather than stay and fight

a useless battle.

You must remember when

you where my age,

how rebellious you were,

and no matter what the differences,

I am still the same.

The more you press

the more powerful the urge to defy.

Loosen your death grip on me

and maybe I wouldn't be so rebellious,

but what do I know,

I'm just a stupid,

young,

lustful,

mislead,

no good,

stubborn,

crazy,

rebellious,

teenager,

who obviously can't take care

of himself or anyone else.