written: 6/10/05

I'm not a child anymore.

I'm becoming an adult.

You have to let me go.

And live with my own faults.

You may not like the things I do.

I'm really not doing wrong.

Your stupid beliefs make me crazy.

So i'm gonna say so long.

I hate the way you baby me

keep me under your watchful eye

but you don't see my tears

every time I cry.