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… Well at least for one semester.
Parents have issues trying to connect with their children, trying to get them to open up to them. I seem to be having trouble getting them to listen to me. I have so much to say and I want to open up and I want to tell them everything but I don’t know if they want to listen or if they are willing to listen. And even if they say they are I really doubt they are. Skeptical.
Maybe I shld start writing them a journal. And then when in the event I die earlier than they do, they will get to finally “listen” to what I really want to tell them. As the song goes “funny when you are dead how people start listening”. Its usually how it works I guess.
Who really cares anyway right? You are not my parents I don’t expect you to. I really hope and wish they would know how I feel.
I hate it when they compare me with other kids and say that I don’t stay home or spend time with them and stuff. I am not like other kids ya? They rebel, but I try my best to compel. I really wonder if you all notice. But I guess not.
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