I Love Them For Only a Few Things
I love my parents for only a few things, For taking care of me, for paying for my expenses and assetts, and for letting me stay in their house. Everything else about them I feel no love. I hate them. I feel like I was born to be different from them. The way that they think is wrong to me. I don't agree with the words that they say. I may seem stubborn but What I believe in is right to me. If I ever become a parent one day. I hope to not be like my mom or my dad. . . I Know I may sound like a terrible dishonorable child but I can't help but choose my own decisions. I want to live my life knowing that they aren't there to interrogate me. I want to live my life knowing that they will let me grow and be independent. I want to live my life knowing that I can grow up to be myself. Not who they want me to be. I just want to be me and who I come to be. . .