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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Its Tough Being a Kid with You
[time] => 2003-05-03 06:05:00
[hometext] => This is pure venting. It was done in about three minutes but says a lot. Sometimes your parents, they just don't understand.
[bodytext] => You want me to be better than what I am,
you say its for the best of me.
Everything I have ever done,
you have criticized and laughed at.
But who's laughing now?
You aren't me, so don't pretend like you know me.
You want to know something about me?
I am who I am... and I'm not going to change.
I hate not being good enough for you,
but hey... I'm a kid.
I'm sorry...
You tell me that I can be something great;
a doctor, a lawyer, a ***** dentist.
But what if I don't want to be a doctor?
What if I want to be a writer?
"That's deadended and no guarantee" you say,
but what if that makes me happy?
Does that change things then?
I know you don't understand,
but you act like you do...
but hey... I'm a kid.
I'm sorry....
I know you are just looking out for me,
you want the best.
But I'm not the best,
so stop acting like I am.
I'm a kid, just barely 16.
I can't be what you want me to be,
that doesn't make me happy.
Shouldn't you just be happy that I am happy,
and not discourage at what makes me happy?
I'm sorry....
So I can write.... and sure I have dreams,
but you know me.
You tell me to be a doctor,
and I will be.
To make you happy,
I will throw my dreams and hopes away...
and fullfil yours.
I know that's what you want to hear.
I'm... I'm not going to say I am sorry.
But remember this when I am unhappy and depressed...
you said this was the best thing for me.
Who was wrong all along? Me or you?
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Its Tough Being a Kid with You
Contributed by
stargazer
on
Saturday, 3rd May 2003 @ 06:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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You want me to be better than what I am,
you say its for the best of me.
Everything I have ever done,
you have criticized and laughed at.
But who's laughing now?
You aren't me, so don't pretend like you know me.
You want to know something about me?
I am who I am... and I'm not going to change.
I hate not being good enough for you,
but hey... I'm a kid.
I'm sorry...
You tell me that I can be something great;
a doctor, a lawyer, a ***** dentist.
But what if I don't want to be a doctor?
What if I want to be a writer?
"That's deadended and no guarantee" you say,
but what if that makes me happy?
Does that change things then?
I know you don't understand,
but you act like you do...
but hey... I'm a kid.
I'm sorry....
I know you are just looking out for me,
you want the best.
But I'm not the best,
so stop acting like I am.
I'm a kid, just barely 16.
I can't be what you want me to be,
that doesn't make me happy.
Shouldn't you just be happy that I am happy,
and not discourage at what makes me happy?
I'm sorry....
So I can write.... and sure I have dreams,
but you know me.
You tell me to be a doctor,
and I will be.
To make you happy,
I will throw my dreams and hopes away...
and fullfil yours.
I know that's what you want to hear.
I'm... I'm not going to say I am sorry.
But remember this when I am unhappy and depressed...
you said this was the best thing for me.
Who was wrong all along? Me or you?
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stargazer
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2003-05-03 06:05:00]
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Re: Its Tough Being a Kid with You
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by Sexygirl on
Saturday, 3rd May 2003 @ 08:02:37 AM AEST
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I know we want the best for our kids.....you know that the parent is the one that is right or is it......you have showed so many sides here that i do believe the child could be right ...If yoru happy doing what you want , you may go further in life... this is well written......so are you going to be a writer???...take care
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Re: Its Tough Being a Kid with You
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by spooky on
Saturday, 3rd May 2003 @ 09:44:37 AM AEST
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| parents do understand,,but the thing that they want is for the child to be better than they are,,for better life for them,,the parents know what it's like to struggle,,and the child wont,,if he listens and learn,,a friend in words,,spooky |
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Re: Its Tough Being a Kid with You
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by stargazer on
Saturday, 3rd May 2003 @ 10:09:51 AM AEST
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My parent's love me. And I just wrote this because we were talking about high schools and my parent's want me to go to a class "A" high school because they offer so much more but I love my school and this is where I want to be. Don't get the wrong impression on this poem. I was just discouraged and just needed to..... blow off some steam. I love everyone's opinions....
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Re: Its Tough Being a Kid with You
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by shelby on
Saturday, 3rd May 2003 @ 12:23:07 PM AEST
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Amy, this sounds so much like things that went on between myself and my parents. I have too admire all of you teens today. You have more too deal with
it seems than when I was a teen. I grew up with a perfectionist father, who also had a drinking problem. You can just imagine....... Nothing ever suited my dad. Didn't matter what it was it was never good enough. Im 34 now and at times still have this same problem... So hang in there!!! Just because Im 34 dont think for a moment I dont get it because I do, believe me!!! Great job.If you want too be a writer keep up with your writing!!
Michelle |
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Re: Its Tough Being a Kid with You
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by Former_Member on
Monday, 5th May 2003 @ 05:20:14 PM AEST
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| Sooooo right! I love it. This poem is really good. I sent it to my pareents, and they shut right up. |
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Re: Its Tough Being a Kid with You
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by Jilli_bean on
Wednesday, 7th May 2003 @ 02:49:33 PM AEST
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| hey ames you know i am your number one fan ...and no matter what happens i will always will be. I am glad we are becoming better friends....I can remember in sixth grade we barely even would say hi....but girl you did good with this poem...Have fun with your life...always think...the memories are all we really have...and if they aren't good ones ...then there is no since in having them...well love ya lots..and sorry we have to part....just remember me...the memorys they show fool proof.... |
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Re: Its Tough Being a Kid with You
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by Apartment213 on
Thursday, 8th May 2003 @ 05:38:59 PM AEST
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| this was really good...very angry shows a lot of emotion |
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Re: Its Tough Being a Kid with You
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by richardworts on
Saturday, 10th May 2003 @ 11:43:51 PM AEST
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Their are very who can truly write most of us do it for pleasure. BUT YOU CAN WRITE> I enjoy reading your prose. Don't stop you are too talented. I would be full of pride if you were my child.
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Re: Its Tough Being a Kid with You
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by stargazer on
Sunday, 11th May 2003 @ 09:05:53 AM AEST
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Thank you everyone for your comforting words. My dad and I talked... and he is beginning to understnad. He does not agree with me being what I want... but he said, that if it makes me happy than it makes him happy. He said either way he will be proud of what I have accomplished. And that's all I really want, is someone to believe in me, like my dad does. He is an incredible man... and I love him very much.
Thank you all...
Amy |
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