We are taught to fight for what we believe in, yet scolded for speaking out. Told to be ourselves, yet looked down upon for being unique. Raised to tell the truth, only to be told lies by others. Told we are free and yet grow up burdened with our parents expectations. Sometimes I feel so twisted up inside, unsure where I’m supposed to go next. Do you see what I mean? to love and to hate, fight and obey. My mom would tell me I was loved, then beat me down when i messed up. My dad promised he would stay, but then he left on a trip to a foreign country. My mom doesn’t hurt me anymore, and my dad got a new job where he doesn’t have to travel. I should be all better now, right?
Right?
Shryiz: A Writer's Guild
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