I’m expected to grow up. I need to grow up. If i want anything good in my life i have to work hard, in school, in friendships in life.

ok

I’ll do it.

I will go to classes I don’t find useful. Day after day. Hour after hour. minute after minute. Year after year.

ok

But my grades aren’t good.

So stop hanging out with friends.

ok

I’ve lost all my friends.

So, stop focusing so hard on school.

ok.

I’m depressed.

Get off your phone.

ok

I didn’t get your call.

well then keep your phone on you.

ok.

i’m lonely.

Go talk to people

ok

they didn’t like me.

then change

ok

I did the work. I hung out with friends. I got off my phone. I isolated.

Ok.

So, I’m at home. Or school. But I can’t sit down. because if i sit down after working all day and use my phone to contact people i get a simple, why are you sitting down? get off your phone and go clean, go take care of your siblings, go to a friends house.

Ok, i’ll just stand.

I’m expected to grow up. I’m told that i need to start getting my life in order. For college, for my future job, for a family.

i’m fourteen. barely.

i have time don’t i?

80 years

or 2.

you call me a child and then say that i need to be an adult.

but i can’t be independent, i’m still a child.

i can’t act like an adult, i am a child.

but i need to take care of myself

i need to grow up.

No

call me whatever you the crap you want.

call me a second grader call me a child, maybe that’s a compliment.

maybe that saying i can be happy for a few moments is an honor because i was happy in the second grade.

so i’ll be however loud i want.

i’ll treat myself however i want.

let me play a game, let me have fun

no, you need to grow up, you need to raise your grades, help your friends, stop shaking, stop giving me attitude, happiness is a choice, you can choose to be ok, so stop complaining.

ok

if the wind can whisper and scream, why can’t i struggle and succeed

if the ground can shift and still be strong, why can’t i take a break and still work

because.

nobody thinks past the flaws

because in a felid of stars they pick out the airplane.

in a field of flowers they pick out the weed.

in a beautiful person they stare at the single flaw.

in a child they stare at their immaturity

they don’t see the joy

the laughter

all they see is their own regret and furstration

so grow up.

because if we don’t nothing good will ever happen to us

the sun wil never shine.

grow up

grow up before life catches up to you

because i was little girl trying to listen to what they tell me to do.

they want me to be a young woman, who still does what they want.

I miss the little girl