frustrations and aggressions
Oh, how I long for a world without curfews, punishments, and parental rules in general. I am sixteen years old. I know how to properly drive a car. I know how to say "no" to drugs. I know how to choose my friends. I know how to make an educated decision about sex. I, and I alone, know what's best for me. I used to want to stay a kid forever, but now I absolutely cannot wait to be on my own. I'm sick of being misunderstood and having the people I care most about shot down. It'd be nice, for once, to be able to completely do as I wished. I am not a bad person; I don't even consider doing all the things parents are afraid of. So why can't I (or the people around me, for that matter) be trusted? Just one hour out past curfew? Just one more person in my car than normal? Just one completely platonic guy friend sleepover? It seems as if all the good things I've done, all the bad things I haven't done, were for nothing. They don't get me anywhere.