Forget About It! (with Italian accent)

I have a myriad of emotion. And in there love cannot be found.
From dislike to disgust there is no friendliness. Nothing remotely profound.
Just the cheap norm that you and the world crank out everyday.
You chuckle and laugh about some halo hanging off your horns.
But good there in you? Ha! There is none!
What we see is what we get. You love to stir up strife and conflict.
To your daddy's call you are true. A liar through and through.
These emotions are finished because now I'm the one thats through.
I will forget you. Hey would you look at those clouds and that sky so blue!
Um who are you?