When you are a kid you never realized the effect your parents have on you
It’s like you’re a reflection of whatever they did
If they succeed, you feel like you have to follow the lead
Is like a curse that you carry on with you until you die
Always wondering why you couldn’t deny those feelings inside
That someday you’ll be like your mom or like your dad
In some cases you don’t want that to be right
You want to change the way they see life
And whatever mistake they did, somehow promise
Yourself you’ll survive
You don’t want to leave them; you don’t want them to die...
But that’s the course of life
You’re afraid of letting them down
Always wanting to please them, so they feel proud
They don’t know how much pressure you feel
Even if it isn’t real
Sometimes you think about your dreams
And if they would agree
They don’t you’re afraid they wont love you anymore
We only wish they’d be happy for us, no matter what road we chose