What If... (One of These Days)

It's my fault?
I'm sorry....

But-
What if it's yours?
What if I'm trying to help you see?
What if you're wrong?
What if you're hurting me so you don't have to hurt yourself?

Maybe-
One of these days,
You will notice you're wrong.
One of these days,
You will see your faults.
One of these days,
You'll know I'm right.
One of these days,
You won't have to hurt me anymore.

But-
What if it's my fault?
What if I just can't see?
What if you're right?
What if I'm just hurting myself?

Maybe-
One of these days,
I'll be good enough for you.
One of these days,
I'll see what you really need.
One of these days,
I'll make you happy.
One of these days,
I won't have to hurt myself.

Time to Stretch Our Wings

I have again been trying to think of something to write my next blog about. I often get really irritated with this- so bare with me.

I've become increasingly angry with the way society treats young people. From children to college-aged. I dunno if old people has something against us, but this is getting ridiculous. Who are you to say that a teenager can't fall in love??? If you ask me, teenagers are the most capable of love. If a teen can feel enough pain to go shoot up their school then I'm pretty sure they can feel something as beautiful as love. And what's the deal with stifling creativity? Why must you supress us with gross amounts of homework? How about you do your job and teach us in school so that we can enjoy our lives while we are still young!!! Sometimes I wonder if you are afraid of me...

I suppose I should stop there before I say something that will get me in trouble. I'd just like to say this is YOUR fault. YOU created us to be this way.