Y'know, the more you try to come near me, to understand
me. You just end up pushing me away. I'm saying that you're sometimes so
irritating, I just ignore you and you all of a sudden come up with the idea that I'm crying
?! This is what pisses me off the most. You try to understand me, and yet you're unsuccessful. So my advice to you is to stop. It's no use. I'll only warm up to you when I want to. Not when you keep trying to guess
about what I'm thinking. You dunno what's going on in my life, so don't try to guess. It's not gonna work.
Pfft. Parents. Sometimes you love them, sometimes you just hate them.
You just push too hard. Waaaay too hard. I dunno if you intend to make us all start crying or not. But what's the point? I understand what the hell you're talking about, but by dragging me into the "compromise"? Please, spare me. God, you pissed us all off. A supposedly harmless day out would have been expected but because of some small incident, you've just decided to blow it all up into some kinda thing where you can lecture us about irrelevant stuff. That's not the point, okay, so I may be irresponsible sometimes, but what's the point of pushing it? You push, she starts crying, and while
she's crying, you push even more. It'll get nowhere. You just ended up hurting her feelings and being the bad
Fine, so there's gotta be some
discipline around here right? But what's the point? Geez, it's not like I go out everyday and not do my homework. It's cos I care
myself. It's not like I'm an alcoholic at the age of 15. No, that's not the point. Save the lecture for some other time y'know?
It's times like these when I just want to stand up and cuss all the way to San Fransisco. Walk out and leave you just sitting there staring. I may get scolded at afterwards, but I can tell you that I will
feel so good afterwards. To you, we may seem that we don't care. God, open your eyes, I'm trying to please you in anyway, but by making us cry, you've just put us in a hate position. Crying doesn't help anything, so why push us into it?
(If you don't understand, it's what happened in the period of 24 hours that I've come into such a state.)
I pretend that I hear what you say. And when I just look at you, you presume
that I'm gonna start crying? God, don't please yourself like that, I've held my tears for much harder stuff than this so don't think that whenever you just happen to say
my name in the argument I will instantly start crying.
You don't know me at all. You may have made me, but you don't know me at all.
In fact, no one knows me at all. I lead the happy life that everyone sees, but no one sees the other side. THIS side of my life. Because no one can be bothered. I may not look into your life but I know, to everyone there is another side.
Some depressed kid may have a happier side. Who knows?
Still, we all know I will regret this when you're dead and stuff. But of the heat of the moment. I hate you.