I'm totally so fade up now. You were the one who told me to do this so I followed you. After doing what you've told me to, you started telling me things that I should do which I've done it at the first place. I seriously have no idea what are you expecting me to do.
I know that it's for my safety. I know it very well. But why can't you just let me do it my way? You are always so protective and that's the thing that I, well, hate about you. I'm already grown up. I no longer am the kid who always annoys you to read me storybooks or buys me ice-creams. I'm 17. I deserve to do what I want, as long as I think it's correct, but not you.
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