All things considered
There are a lot of things I know for certain in this world. I know I was made to play bass... I know I write with my right hand but rely more on my left... I know that my car is almost always parked on the north side of our driveway, to coordinate the children parking with children rooms... I know what movie I saw most recently as there's almost always a stub in my pocket from whatever I saw last... And I know that my sister and my mother have always been the two strongest people I know.
There are a lot more things I will never know for certain. I will never know what it feels like to walk for high school graduation... I will never know the joy of marrying a high school sweetheart... I will never know how to shred an axe like Van Halen... I will never know why fireflies enjoy being caught as much as a child enjoys catching one... And I will never know why some people do some things.
For whatever his reasoning, my step dad has decided we're selling our house this summer. I know that things with him and mom weren't working out. I don't know why they've stuck it out as long as they have. So now it's the Three Musketeers, again, and we need to find a way to move out, find a new home, and sustain a lifestyle we've grown accustomed to. I know we'll be ok because there is nothing the three of us cannot overcome. I don't know how we're going to do it, though. Mom has plenty of ideas, as per usual, but I can't help but feel immensely lost through all this. I know that so long as I have my band and my family I'll keep my head above the water. I don't fucking know what to do, though... I figure just go with the flow, right? Don't try to fight something outside your control, you won't win. That how it works, right? But I can't help but get that Labyrinth-esque "It's not fair" feeling. I work an honest day's work, support my household however I can, and even strive the extra mile to put a smile on everyone's face! I will always throw aside my own comfort to aide the people I care about. I may not be the brightest diamond on display, but I'm still good enough to put into an engagement band. So why this? Why do I now have to pack up everything I've grown comforted by into corrugated cardboard and ride off, AGAIN?!
Guess I don't have any say in the matter, though... I dunno... Whatever, I guess.
Edited: 1:43 am
Fuck!!! I'm totally gonna wind up getting the SMALL room again! x.X
There are a lot more things I will never know for certain. I will never know what it feels like to walk for high school graduation... I will never know the joy of marrying a high school sweetheart... I will never know how to shred an axe like Van Halen... I will never know why fireflies enjoy being caught as much as a child enjoys catching one... And I will never know why some people do some things.
For whatever his reasoning, my step dad has decided we're selling our house this summer. I know that things with him and mom weren't working out. I don't know why they've stuck it out as long as they have. So now it's the Three Musketeers, again, and we need to find a way to move out, find a new home, and sustain a lifestyle we've grown accustomed to. I know we'll be ok because there is nothing the three of us cannot overcome. I don't know how we're going to do it, though. Mom has plenty of ideas, as per usual, but I can't help but feel immensely lost through all this. I know that so long as I have my band and my family I'll keep my head above the water. I don't fucking know what to do, though... I figure just go with the flow, right? Don't try to fight something outside your control, you won't win. That how it works, right? But I can't help but get that Labyrinth-esque "It's not fair" feeling. I work an honest day's work, support my household however I can, and even strive the extra mile to put a smile on everyone's face! I will always throw aside my own comfort to aide the people I care about. I may not be the brightest diamond on display, but I'm still good enough to put into an engagement band. So why this? Why do I now have to pack up everything I've grown comforted by into corrugated cardboard and ride off, AGAIN?!
Guess I don't have any say in the matter, though... I dunno... Whatever, I guess.
Edited: 1:43 am
Fuck!!! I'm totally gonna wind up getting the SMALL room again! x.X