They hail you as their morning star,
Because you are the way you are.
If you return the sentiment,
They'll try to make you different.
And once they have you safe and sound,
They want to change you all around.
Your moods and ways they put a curse on,
They try to make of you a new person.
They cannot let you go your gait,
They try to influence and educate.
They'd alter all that they admired,
They make me sick, they make me tired.
