Growing Up

I don’t want to grow up because I think that I haven’t yet felt childhood. I don’t feel like I’ve ever felt warmth.

I want to be a child again but this time to be different.

If I tell anyone that I know that I want to live in a dollhouse full of games, books and toys and lots of pretty food and wear pretty frilly dresses they will think that either I am too girly and too childish for my age or that I am crazy…

I like different colored hair but because my mother says they will be unnatural and that I won’t get a job like that I won’t do it…

It is just not fair… They didn’t let me do anything I wanted when I was a kid and they don’t let me now either… They tell me you had your chance…

I want to scream in their faces that they never let me really have my chance! I was always manipulated and forced to do things I didn’t want but if I didn’t do them they would make me feel guilty…. I was escaping guilty but I ended up miserable…
BeingChasedInTheFullMoonOften BeingChasedInTheFullMoonOften
18-21, F
Dec 15, 2012