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[racoons > you]

you made your mistakes
now its time for me to make mine
im happy to close the doors, if you're on the other side

your trying to protect me
you just make me want to rebel
your stupid rhyme and reason is driving me slowly insane

you would see me as a child
i've been beyond that point for years
its not my f**king fault you chose to shut your eyes and refuse to see it

you cant breath my air for me
your cant wipe away my tears anymore
im growing up, and its time for you to let me go before you drown me in your own self pity

its hard for you i know
but remember its a million times harder for me
and if you suffer for the consequences, then just think:it's your fault for raising me wrong.

feel better?

you tried the best you could
but you failed, and now im looking somewhere else
you should have taken the hint when i was nine and told you that i hated you

im ten times what you were
i'll be a thousand times what you are
and you really think i give a damn about anything you say?

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yeah thats kind of... agnsty i guess is the word
i foun iton my computer just now and i dont even remember writing it though. although i dont think its too bad... a little over dramatice perhaps, but then i think all poetry is just a little pretentious.
can anyone suggest a decent title?

[RiddleMeWonders]

this piece... reading it anger rose in me.
Like I don't know, I don't have anything against you, so when i say it made me angry don't think I'm angry at you.. I'm angry at the mood that wrote it..
You see the reason why I feel this way is because doesn't the person who wrote that know that the "parental units" see how great they will be? That the reason they want to delay such a growing up? This is why I have never told my parents I hated them They want us to be better than them. They want us to be greater. They just don't want it to be right now... and that's only because they want us with them forever.. but you're right. We grow up. I think it's narrow sighted to be angry at them for not wanting you to grow up. it's only because they love you.
As you said you didn't remember writing it, so I'm not like preaching to you or anything.. I'm just telling you what I think. Anyway.

It's a bit different than the stuff I've seen you write, and not necessarily better. But you portray the emotion well in this one. The numbness.. or blindsightedness from each end of the spectrum of parenthood-childhood.

Good job.