Desperate Measures

I had a falling out with my parents...coz they didn't want me to date anyone...and of course, like any teenager, I got pissed and did it anyway - but only after I wrote this...

Paranoid, desperate
Hysterical, horrified.
Thats what they are,
Blind to the facts,
Terror-stricken.
Frantic.

Stubborn, inflexible
& unreasonable.
Absurd, unjustifiable.
The truth will be ignored.
They are quite ridiculous.
Thats what they are.

You don't understand.
You don't know.
Too immature.
Still inexperienced.
Thats what they said

Incriminating
Condemning
Accusing.
And I, with no
convincing excuse:
I am defenseless.

I collapse into despair.
It's unbearable.
Unbelievable.
Mortal...predictable enough.
No support
No aid.

Thats what they are
Thats what they said
Thats what they did
Thats what happened
     to me.

Wounded, hurt
Depressed.
Pessimistic, angry
Oppressed.
Furious & raving mad.
yet calm....
     somehow.

Alone

Never date
Don't be late
By home by ten.
'Alright,' see you then!

Control.
Do this. Do that.
They still believe
I'm a little girl
No opinion
No say at all.

I'm growing up
Becoming me.
Leave me alone.
Let me be.

This is my future
You have to understand.
It's beyond your reach
Out of your hand.

You can't control
I'm sorry.
Not anymore.
I'm not as immature
As before.

You gotta treat me right

Losen up, forget being tight.

I need to deal
With the world
& it's demands
Alone.

I need to venture
into the unknown
explore, experience.
Alone.

I'm growing up
I ain't your little
girl anymore.
No. Not anymore.