Wishing On a Star
This fits so perfectly with how I feel sometimes. I like taking care of myself most of the time, but occasionally I want to be taken care of instead. Is this wrong? I swear sometimes I feel like I'm the only adult in my life and all the others that are supposed to be adults are really just squalling infants in disguise, that I have to take care of instead. What is it with them? If they're hungry. Feed me! If they need clean clothes. Do laundry! If they need medicine. Play Doctor! If they have a nightmare. Comfort them! If they are worried or scared. Apease them! If they feeling Guilty. Absolve them! on and on it goes. Why can't I be the one scared out of my mind for once and have one of them tell me everythings gonna be ok? Why can't I be the one sad for once and have them cheer me up? Why can't I be the one hungry and them feed me? or sick and them bring me chicken noodle soup in bed? or all the other things that I do for them that I don't get myself? I don't mind taking care of everyone else on a normal basis, but once in a while I want to be the one that is pampered. Oh well, guess I'll be wishing on this star for the rest of my life.