Warning:A truckload of madness up ahead. This is the land of the dreamers and the forever youthful.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

I wish.

I wish my parents would listen to me.
I don't know why they keep treating me like I'm some sort of a dumb kid.
I don't know why they don't listen to my opinions.
I don't know why they won't listen to any of my explanations.
They just keep nagging me.
Nag, nag, nag.
Its like its wrong to defend myself.
I just wish, for once, my parents would actually hear me out.
I'm not like you. I don't have a job. I'm not responsible. I don't have a family to take care of. I know I'm really stupid and crazy most of the time, but I'm still a kid. I make mistakes, a lot. But that's just it. Afterwards, I learn from them. I don't need to hear you tell me how you handled it because I am not you.
Why is it so wrong for me to be silly? I'm fifteen.
Seriously, what do you expect? I'm still finding myself. I wasn't born with a handbook on how to live life properly.
Just because I'm young, or insane, or whatever doesn't make me irrelevant.
I have an opinion. I have feelings. I need to express them.


Okay, who wants burritos? :D

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