Tuesday, September 24, 2002

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.

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