This is for all of those people who aren't perfect, This is for the outsiders, the outcasts, and the visionaries who set us apart from the common place, the play-it-safers and the oridnairyThis is for those all people who've ever felt they needed to be perfectBut most of all this is for me and my friend Quincy, and for our fathers, we can't be perfect, stop trying to make us something we're not. To the people who think we all have to be perfect; Tell us you've never done that, you've never cheated or lied, you've never broken a promise or forgotten to do something. Than maybe we'll listen.But I did mainly make this video for my father, even if he never watches it, i feel better to at least have it out in the open. You never understand, I can't be perfect, I can't be the perfect little person who gets all straight A's and takes over the company just like you always planned me too. I can't like what you want me to like and do what you want me to do. When will you understand that I am not perfect, I am me. Maybe if you listen to this song and see the pain hidden behind the words I am trying to speak to you, maybe than it will change. (oh and F.Y.I: I have been sick with the flu for the past 72 hours, yeah so when i say i don't feel well, usually that means i don't feel well, sorry you can't grasp that concept)EDIT: okay it's valentine's day now and guess what? I didn't get a package from my OWN FATHER! usually he sends me something, just to make up for the fact that he's never there and this year he didn't send anything cuz now, I don't exsist. Why don't I exsist two factors, one: I refuse to live with him, because of reasons stated above and many others, two: I didn't come see him one weekend because, get this, I HAD THE FLU FOR FIVE CONSECTUTIVE DAYS! and he's upset because I canceled my trip. Yeah, let's see him swallow that one.EDIT: I have come to a final conclusion; I am done, I am done with him and everyone over there who is now pretending I don't exsist and if that's the way it's going to be then fine. He just won't exsist in my life anymore, because I HAVE a father, one who is actually there for me and sees me more than twice a year, he took care of me when I had the flu and he loves me, for me, and he comes to my special events, get this, when he says he is going to come *GASP* I know right? shocker! So Brian, you missed out on being a part of my life, you lost, sorry, this song says it all. I hope your happy now, cause now you have NO children. You always believed you could make up for being gone by giving me gifts and money well, that only made me feel like you were gone even more. So your gifts aren't going to do it for you this time, how you gonna fix this? Answer: You can't the damage has been done and the fact is so am I.