I could be mean
I could be angry

Damon Salvatore, badass extraordinaire did not by any means want to be his father. The brutal, selfish man he had turned into after his mother had died. Her death had changed him; it was like all the good in him had been tethered to his mother, his father's one true love.

I could be fake
I could be stupid

He definitely did not want to put on a plastered smile and pompous air around the other founding families, and go along like a bunch of sheep, being told what is right with us and what is wrong with the anyone who isn't "us"; mainly when it came to Katherine pierce, and eventually her descendant, the Ethereal Elena Gilbert.

You thought you were standing beside me
You were only in my way

Mama always compared me to you, that was however before she died and she took everything good in you with her. You taught Stefan and me to stand together, like an impenetrable force, Salvatore men don't betray each other, then why did you take Katherine away, and ultimately the humanity that Elena found so easily in Stefan.

You thought you were there to guide me
You were only in my way

As a father, you were there to teach me wrong from right, good versus evil. It's funny that what you tried to teach me was wrong is what I eventually became and you stood in my way of learning Love, true unbiased love, which only SHE could give me. The kind of Love that mama would have wanted me to experience and to hold onto.

I could be cold
I could be ruthless

I could cheat, and lie like you did to Stefan to convince him to be on your side, I could murder my own flesh and blood like you so ruthlessly tried to do because we went against your wishes and fought for what we thought was right. This in itself is ironic because that is what you bred into us as true "Salvatore's" to never back down for what is right.

I could be weak
I could be senseless
You know I could be just like you

I, Damon Salvatore will not be weak, or selfish or anything resembling Giuseppe Salvatore. I could be the good 'son' that you doted on and showed off like a prized show piece, or I could be what mama wanted me to be, the good southern gentlemen, that Elena Gilbert taught me how to be again. I am a love sick puppy, over Katherine all over again except this time it's not Katherine, it's her good side. The angelic opposite of Katherine's darkened soul.

You know I could be just like you but I would be rather be someone that mama is proud of.