confused i guess.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009@11:55 PM
Mom, SHHHHHHH!!!
GIVE ME SOME PEACE, PLEASE!
Gosh, must you nag at every infinitesimal thing?
Please leave me alone!
I know my table's messy,
my closet's messy,
I'm such a spendthrift,
my bed's messy,
I'm very noisy (especially when I sing)
and whatever!
I don't give a damn.
I'm going to sleep soo so why does my bed even matter?
I save up to buy the things I want.
I need to study and I have a lot of assessments.
My closet will eventually get messy anyway so who cares?
I want to find my talent so why can't I sing?
Shouldn't you be supporting your daughter instead of discouraging
her in searching for her talent?
Well, I don't give a damn.
I don't want any rules, just let me be free.
And, I want a talent, so let me find it.
Keeping quiet is better than discouraging me.
Right I know my singing sucks.
But I want my talent to come okay?
So stop laying all those freakin' rules. Damn.
And stop nagging at me like I'm some freakin' dumb ass.
Tcht!
I want my own life damn it.
My life isn't for you to control okay?
It's my decision isn't it?
I mean, you can set the rules but do you actually do them yourself?
Why must all the blame be always pushed to me?
What the shit? This house can sometimes literally
be my personal hell on Earth. Gosh.
And most of the time, school is better than my house.
Because I don't get scolded in school,
the rules aren't that annoying in school,
and my teachers don't keep barking at me,
some whom I can even consider friends.
So you see?
If you can just loosen up and chill,
life'd be better.
You don't have to be so concerned about every single damn thing right.
Just leave me alone, you'll be happy, I'll be happy.
And I think my friends understand me more than you do.
Look, you can't even identify when's the time I want to be left alone,
instead you continue bothering me.
And, there're times I want to drown my sorrows in singing.
You think I'm noisy but my friends don't mind.
I know I'm noisy but at least my friends understand my emotions,
but do you?
'Sides, you don't know what kind of freakin' psychological change I'm going through,
do you?
So you think I'm just a small kid.
I don't give a damn,
I just want my own life, okay?
You can say I'm rebellious but I seriously don't care.
You think you're always right, assuming everything,
and even if you're in the wrong you won't apologize.
So I always have to throw away my pride to apologize?
Shit.
Right you think I'm fooling around with the computer.
I was searching for a secondary school and you think I'm playing some lame games?
NO!
Even when I listen to music,
I'm trying to practise my voice! Maybe I don't have a musical talent,
but isn't practice more important? Damn.
Well never mind, I SHALL SLEEP TO GET THINGS OF MY MIND.
GREAT!