But i'm supposed to be a princess of God!
sometimes things get so frustrating. people start becoming hypocritical and you feel unsafe. you want to escape but you dont know how to.
you have lost power over everything to another human being. You get reprimanded for the decisions you make just because someone else is unhappy about it.. They say its my choice. is it?
And i cry to the only one who hears me. The only one who listens....
closing my room door, trying to shut out all the racket of the world, trying to create my own little space... but even then, i cannot be alone. the lizard on the top of my wadrobe clicks irritatingly to remind me that no matter where i go, i'll never get the privacy i want.
But things are going to change. I'm putting my foot down. no longer going to be that sweet girl who says 'ok' to everything. i'm going to start saying no, make my own decisions whether you like it or not. rebel. be deviant. Tired of living the politically correct life. You either like the way i am, or leave.
My only boss is God. So go away all you small fries who TRY to take control of me.
stargazed @ 4:28 p.m.
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