Monday, April 24, 2006
"Do you have a name?"
"I'm crazy."
"I'm serious."
i thunk i'm drink.
ta lala.. tra lalala. i'm not sure i've been taught the right things about life. i'm not sure honesty is a virtue and love is pure. i'm not sure innocence is a gift and charity brings you reward. i'm not sure kindness is all that matters in the end. i'm not sure harmony is so important anymore. i'm not sure that i can be sure. so tell me, why did i learn all these things, so that i could grow up with a beautiful idea of the world that gets thrashed later? i don't wanna leave the rose-tinted glasses by the sidewalk, but the rain is getting heavy. i would like to be the girl that flaps her arms like wings but it's getting embarrassing. i would like to love without holding back but it's getting unappreciated. i would like to give until i receive but it's getting painful. i would like to have many friends but then i know that some friendship requires a version of you that hasn't been updated as of 25/4/2006. i would like kids to continue to think that if they are kind and good-hearted they will become beautiful and have great endings like all great fairy-tales. but i see the cut throat parents who have long forgotten something called values, and how they send their kids to school to learn these things, i don't see the reason for that anymore. teach your kids, learn like me, you've gotta lie, you've gotta backstab, you've gotta bitch, kiss and duck, gotta fight and cry and crap your way through life. tell them money's all that matters, that friendship is as long as the gossip is rife and your friend's a useful pawn. tell them no one really appreciates what they do unless they want to take advantage of them. tell them the truth is that there is no truth, truth is as subjective as it is beneficial to you. tell them their lives could reach a brink where they don't know what they live for, tell them the world isn't kind to those who are kind. tell them they may search their whole lives for a love that is as fictional as the values you taught them and no longer preach or even if you do, no one else does. can't tell them that? i forgot which morning it was when i woke up to get told all of that. i forgot which morning it was i chose to leave my childhood behind. i forgot which morning i woke up and i forgot if i even slept. i forgot, and i would like to remember, but i don't know where to start.
please be kind to the children of the world, some of us aren't ready to grow up into this version of 'adulthood'.debbie at 10:36 AM