Ah. What a wonderful phrase, right? Everyone says it at my age, right? And, guess what, it's true. No matter what anyone does - you'll never meet the standards everyone else wishes you'd meet. Maybe it's family, maybe it's not. Maybe it's just everyone around you.
For me its; No one likes what I like. Everyone looks down on my music, what I read, how I dress, what I say, how I am. And, honestly? I don't care. Yes, I like that freaky music that makes most people cover their ears and ask who is killing the cat. Yes, I read books about dead people. Yes, I love black and chains. Oh! And I do like saying random things. What's the point of living if I can't live FOR ME? (Well, you know, I live for God, as well. But that's beside the point.)
I never really let it get to me, you know? I don't care if you think I'm weird or screwed up in the head. Why? Because opinions don't matter to me. There's... *counts on fingers* two or three people in my life that I actually care what they think. Do I let their thoughts affect me? Only two of them. My parents. But that's because they're a mjaor role in my life and do have the right to effect what I do and how I do it. That's fine.
So, go on and on and on about all the crap you'd like to gripe about. But, keep in mind, I don't care. I honestly don't. Tell me what to do, if you get a short laugh and a, "Yeah, sure." then you'll know your job was successful and you got through to me. (Ohhh. Can yah feel the sarcasm?)
I'll never be good enough for you, I know. I'll always do something you wish I didn't do. That's cool. Because as long as my parents approve, what do you matter? Exactly. You don't.
OH! And Heaven Forbid I like things a bit different from the normal crap in life.
Ohh...
Burnt pizza.
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