Tuesday, 28 October 2008

The Frustration

My dad is killing me.
Let me spell that

K-I-L-L-I-N-G M-E !





I'm so freaking pissed with him.
I'm already 15 years old.
Im gonna be 16 in like four months time.
I think its time for me to have a little freedom.



Everything I do is cause I try my best not to trouble you.
But every single thing I do is wrong.
I think I'm old enough.
I think I can make my own decisions.
I think I don't need you to make decisions for me or to bother whats happening.

I know your life is hectic enough.
I'm old enough.









I'm sick of being trapped.

I'm sorry but I hate you now.

If only you would stop caring so much and give me freedom.

The more you hold on the more I'll drift away and both of us may regret this in the future.

Daddy, I don't love you.

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