10 November 2012
Space,give me space I' m trapped in this place. They're unaware of my fears or know of my tears.
I've got to have freedom now I've reached the age. I'm a depressed teenager, with feelings of rage.
"You're not wearing that out" Won't let me stay out late, "go and brush your hair" You look such a state.
"listen to your parents, we know what's best. Go and revise You won't pass that maths test"
I'm fed up with your lying and your constant answering back, You've got to have manners, They're something you lack.
Don't do that listen, you know that we care. We're doing this for your own good, take your feet of that chair!
We know you want freedom, and need space to breathe, but until you reach over 18, you will not be able to leave.
Teen- Rager • Opuss № I