Mar 15, 2008 21:45
I'm not a little kid, damn it. They always treat me like one no matter how many times I stand up on my own feet and show them. I won the battle nexus, I've figured out this magic stuff, I've helped with plans before too. Yet I'm always the baby, the stupid kid.
I know they want to protect me, they always do. But I can't be cute dimpled Mikey forever, I have to act like an adult one day, even if it puts them into a shock frenzy. I'll be seventeen soon, not seven.
Sometimes I wish I could help Leo bruv shoulder all his worry, he wears it like armor at times trying to be our big protector, our fearless leader, it made him crazy for a long time, he was always angry, hungry for battle, before Great Grandfather helped him return back to normal. I want to help, we all do, he never lets us do anything to help.
If he keeps it up he'll have another break down, I know it. He can give me some of it darn it.
I'm not a baby.
((Since the Freud Virus is kinda flailing helplessly I kinda threw Mikey into the mix, he's already got some probs so why not break his usual moods of pouty/happy.))
poddy raph,
angst