Why I can’t be good enough to be your son?

Why I can’t be myself you still love for me who I am?

Why can’t you understand who I am?

Why can’t you pay attention to me when I’m home?

Why can’t you see what my friends see in me that is good?

Why can’t you just let me be my own person and let me be free?

Why does your anger have to affect my life?

Why I can’t be a fashionable person and be great at it?

Why I can’t dance one thing I love to do?

Why I can’t be me?