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What She Thinks
Alyssa
27 Feb 2003
I am stifled, i am killing myself, im in pain and no one notices, cares, believes. Im getting yelled at and stressed out and ripped apart, im crying and no one gives a fuck. No one notices the things that matter to me, all that matters is what they care about, Im a puppet, i don't have a functional mind of my own. my parents have to think for me. What that means, basically, is that i can't drive without permission, supervision, and cell phone calls. I am incapable of wrong> I am a bitch, selfish, horrible when i speak my mind. I am a criminal because i don't conform, i don't care about school becaue i can't keep up my grades. if i act this way to my parents i must act this way all the time, therefore i have no friends. I have to do everything i can for the boy i happen to be dating. i am defined by him. i need to associate with girls from school, its important because my mother thinks its important, my moreals are my mothers morals, my decisions are hers, my goals, her goals
My life is her life? My thoughts are her thoughts? this can't be right, it can't be, but it would be, they think it is, except for one simple fact.
I have a mind of my own. I have free will. Therefore i am free
and nothing, not even my mother can take that away.
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