I like this song mainly because it relates to what I have felt from 9th grade on. "In the End it doesn't even matter", lyrics from the song, throughout my high school career all dad did was push, and push, but he didn't really show any congratulations for a good job. When I had a success on a project it was "good job" but then whenever I had a failure he'd go on and on about it. Maybe twice an hour for far more then two weeks. Some thing's he never forgot or would stop. It made me feel like a failure. The more and more often he did it the stronger the feeling got. After about a year I lost complete interest in making successes and my grades dropped. I guess, I figured why should I bother putting all this work and effort into successes if all I would get when i failed was a neverending remind that I'm a failure. By senior year I got an F in civics one of the easiest classes. I'd never gotten an F before it wasn't much of a shock though. Now that i'm out of my dad's house i'm not living under his roof so I don't have to live by his rules. I hope to improve my life now that I'm out of that negative environment. -Nate