Swing on this

Mother said come home Father said come home Sisters said come home So my friends said come home I said Let me be, I'm alright Can't you see, I'm just fine Little skinny, okay I'm asleep anyway Then I heard a voice Said "Son you have a choice" I then slapped my face Let me be, I'm okay I'm awake anyway It's too bright over there I can shift, cannot steer So I drive them away For a while, then I stay