i hate being told what to do, how to behave and being spoken to like im an immature kid.
i am NOT a kid.
i know what to do.
i know the gravity of the situation.
you expect me to cover a mile in one jump when im tied to a spot.
don't give me the 'all parents care about their children' shit.
fuck that, i don't believe in it.
fucking bullshit.
i am NOT DISRESPECTFUL.
you just simply refuse to comprehend logic.
who was the one who reproached her brother for not being open-minded?
you are pretty much stubborn and closed all the same.
i should have never agreed to move in.
i know i've turned into an ungrateful sonofabitch.
but its been so fucking long since anyone showed me genuine gratitude that i've not bothered to show any either.
i miss freedom.
i miss having to bear full responsibility for my own actions.
i miss having NOTHING TO FALL BACK ON but myself.
i miss the danger
i miss the unpredictablity
i miss living hand-to-mouth.
i miss defying all odds.
i miss living on to SPITE YOU.
i miss witnessing the daily miracle that was my survival.
i miss standing on the promises of my King.
i miss the closeness to God that came with all that.
i hate being comfortable.
all i want is to be able to do anything i want and not have anyone shoot me down for any irresponsible mistake i make.
i know i have become irresponsible.
but whose fault is it?
with comfort comes irresponsibility.
i never asked for you to take me up as a responsibility.
i don't want to be answerable to you.
i don't want to be answerable to anyone but myself.
and you and you over there,
i know you hate me.
i don't know why, but fuck you both right back anyway.
can't be bothered with you either.
your impressions don't matter to me.
seriously, fuck off and go die.
what you think i should do doesn't matter to me unless i ask for it.
don't give me that 'OH YOU WILL KNOW WHEN YOU BECOME A PARENT CRAP'
seriously, when/if i become a parent, all i'll know
is that i was right all along.
i don't give a fuck anymore.
i'm fucking disgusted that i lied too.
fucking disgusted with myself for everything
fucking disgusted with myself for betraying the values i once held dear.
the more i try to go along with how the world expects me to behave, the more disillusioned i get.
everything i go through makes me realise that i am better off on my own.
fuck humans being social creatures.
i ain't human no more.
fuck all.
i am NOT a kid.
i know what to do.
i know the gravity of the situation.
you expect me to cover a mile in one jump when im tied to a spot.
don't give me the 'all parents care about their children' shit.
fuck that, i don't believe in it.
fucking bullshit.
i am NOT DISRESPECTFUL.
you just simply refuse to comprehend logic.
who was the one who reproached her brother for not being open-minded?
you are pretty much stubborn and closed all the same.
i should have never agreed to move in.
i know i've turned into an ungrateful sonofabitch.
but its been so fucking long since anyone showed me genuine gratitude that i've not bothered to show any either.
i miss freedom.
i miss having to bear full responsibility for my own actions.
i miss having NOTHING TO FALL BACK ON but myself.
i miss the danger
i miss the unpredictablity
i miss living hand-to-mouth.
i miss defying all odds.
i miss living on to SPITE YOU.
i miss witnessing the daily miracle that was my survival.
i miss standing on the promises of my King.
i miss the closeness to God that came with all that.
i hate being comfortable.
all i want is to be able to do anything i want and not have anyone shoot me down for any irresponsible mistake i make.
i know i have become irresponsible.
but whose fault is it?
with comfort comes irresponsibility.
i never asked for you to take me up as a responsibility.
i don't want to be answerable to you.
i don't want to be answerable to anyone but myself.
and you and you over there,
i know you hate me.
i don't know why, but fuck you both right back anyway.
can't be bothered with you either.
your impressions don't matter to me.
seriously, fuck off and go die.
what you think i should do doesn't matter to me unless i ask for it.
don't give me that 'OH YOU WILL KNOW WHEN YOU BECOME A PARENT CRAP'
seriously, when/if i become a parent, all i'll know
is that i was right all along.
i don't give a fuck anymore.
i'm fucking disgusted that i lied too.
fucking disgusted with myself for everything
fucking disgusted with myself for betraying the values i once held dear.
the more i try to go along with how the world expects me to behave, the more disillusioned i get.
everything i go through makes me realise that i am better off on my own.
fuck humans being social creatures.
i ain't human no more.
fuck all.
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