7: Just Like You—Three Days Grace
Dear Dad,
I'm sorry I left without warning, but I felt it was best. Best for me, I mean. You see, I can't live like this anymore. I can't live like you. All my life, you've thought you were helping me, but you were only hurting me; filling me with hate and coldness. But that's not who I am. I'm not like you. I'm not hateful, ruthless, unfeeling. I won't be who you want me to be anymore.
You and I are polar opposites, really. I'm kind. I prefer to get to know people before judging them. I don't care about blood status. But no one's ever gotten to see that side of me because from day one, you taught me that it was the wrong way to behave and stamped all the goodness out of me.
I've gone to find myself. I doubt I'll come back, so don't wait up. Tell Mum I love her. I'm not sorry.
Draco