All of our lives..
We are told we can be whatever we want.
Grow up to be our dreams..
If this were true, why can't I be me?
I spend my life gathering information, useful and useless.
Why teach me something I will never use?
I grew up knowing I can be anything I want.
I grew up being told I can do anything if I put my mind to it.
Hah..I guess that only applies to the rich eh?
Mommy never said it wasn't true.
She just told me to be better than her.
Why?
I have yet to find that.
Mother guided me to be a child.
Grandma Knowledge just..pushes me around.
"Don't be like your mother. She made the same mistakes and now she's gone!"
Yeah, love being told that same bull.
I go to junior high. It's pretty scary but I have a good friend.
Me and her always have the same classes.
She talks to me all during class and the teachers don't mind.
I wish others knew how right she was.
She truly was my only good friend.
She made sure to push every bad person away from me.
Tell me all the right answers to my classwork and tests.
Got me into classes I could do without thinking.
Honors..so easy.
Elementary school in my opinion.
"My puppet..stupid puppet.
Be shy, be smart..
As long as all the strings are straight,
your sanity shall be in check.
My puppet, my puppet.
Tell them all why you are so innocent.
Tell them that you will rule this world.
Your powers shall be no more when I am done playing with you.."
This guy..
He was so cruel to me.
He pushed me down this hill.
My clothes...soaked.
The laughter from his mouth made me cry.
It's only the start of a war.
A war between truth and pure foolishness.
My friend didn't help me, so they are both on my list.
Suddenly, this hand came from such a pale guy.
He smiled at me, picked me up and wiped my tears.
That smile brought color to me.
My nose and cheeks were so rosy.
"Cheer up, I am sure he is childish."
That voice so sweet.
Oh- I think I have a cavity or two..