Let me live...

Элиза Микаилова
Let me live, let me breathe, let me go...
I feel trapped though I am in control.
I've created you, then watched you grow,
Now you're high, while I'm down below.

Years are passing reluctantly by,
What you've learned, some of it you apply,
I can see that with others you try,
Not with me, though... What's different? Why?