Eminem is beautiful. We all have our flaws and shortcomings. They'll always be there. Maybe I can change. Fit the square into the round peg. But there will always be something they don't like about me. Do I feel his pain? Do I feel the pain of a millionaire? Hell, yeah.
They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you....
Don't ever let them tell you you're not beautiful.
Relapse may not be Em's greatest album in terms of money (how we usually define success), but the things he talks about (relapsing, mental health, addiction), are important. This is ahead of its time.
My father...
I don't know. I am angry at him and yet at the same time, I cannot deny what he's made me into. To hate him would be to hate myself (which I do... but do I have to indefinitely?).
I don't live the kind of life that teens my age have. I have language tutors for latin, french, german, chinese and te reo maori. I have music tutors for classical piano, drums, violin, the flute. I have school subject tutors for Algebra 1, Pre-calculus, chemistry, physics, biology, English...
As I grow older, my individuality becomes less valuable, and what is more precious is my reputation. What people make of me. I am what you say I am.
I want to play music on the drums. I want to mix with whatever kind of crowd that I decide is right for me. I decide what's good for me, not my father... maybe... when I'm a little bit older. I have to hide my true self. Like Eminem is Slim Shady, maybe I need an alter ego too.
Otherwise, I could never be myself. Who am I kidding?
They'll never get me just like how they'll never get Eminem.
