Tiara & SupernovaTTL(Time To Love)
RihannaFire Bomb
Culcha CandelaMonsta
Metro StationKelsey
Dashboard ConfessionalBelle of The Boulevard
Why am I always the one being beaten?
Why am I always the one being screamed at?
Why am I always the one who's wrong?
Why does she only see the bad in me?
Why am I never good enough for her?
Family. A very strong word. It's a binding contract.
They're the ones who love you the most. Yet they're the ones that have the power to hurt you, to beat you down.
I'm so constantly being criticized, yelled at and beaten that I wonder why I still end up crying all the time. I'm fourteen.
My family is made up of the adults - My parents and elder brother - and me - The one who's childish, the one who should grow up, the one who should know better. I haven't even got the time to be a kid when I have to grow up so fast. They expect so much from me and what with my perfect, responsible, diligent and diciplined brother, the bar is raised so much higher.
Every failure is seen as a huge sin but every victory is nothing.
Yeah, I have freedom, I'm supposed to be independant, yet sometimes that's so cripplingly lonely.
Yeah, deep down I know they love me, but sometimes it's like I'm abandoned to fend for myself, like a sheep in a pack of wolves.
I don't want to be an adult. I want to be a kid, a teenager - carefree. That's all I'm asking for.
posted @ 10:07 PM |