Life of a Trash
It living a life you cannot live. Eyes everywhere, close minded parents, distanced only sibling, nosy relatives, un-attached friends, crazy neighbors and just pathetic me.
I cannot even post things on my mind on FB because my parents would say things about it. I cannot have the freedom every teenagers or youngsters like me want to have. I hate explaininv myself to a stubborn person who won't listen to everything I say and just believe on their own principle.
They don't even ask. They just state their opinion. Opinions you have to follow. Strictly.
I can say that I was brought up better than other kids out there. Kids who did drugs and got pregnant at an early age. And I know that they care for me. But they care too much. Too much to the point I am being tied on a leash, a leash that's choking me up.
I want to move out but I can't because I have no money yet to support me. I wanna work, so bad. But I can't because that5 how my life is. I cannout control it. Because I let other people control it since I was able to read and write.
My life . I have so many things to say but then I can't because this is the internet. And whatever you post on the internet, it will never be erased. All i know is I want out. I wanna live and breathe and be on my own. I want to have some things that are worthy to look back on when I grow older. I want to do things that I know I can be proud of.
I shed so many tears in my life. Tears that are not worth it of. Because they are tears that showed how pathetic I was.
I am so pathetic I don't wanna have a child because I am afraid I'll pass them my bad luck. I am afraid I cannot take care of them like how a mother shud because I never learned how to do that, never felt how it was, never shown how it shud be done.
I am so mad. Really mad to thr point I can only cry and let my emotions took over.
Reasons why I am VERY thankful our oppars came into my life. Thank you. Thank you. So much.
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