I am not an adult. Maybe, you can tell already.
School, home, I think of those places as prisons. You have no idea, how much I love the sky, the air. When the clouds come, I feel so sad. When it rains, I feel like I'm about to cry. But, I've only seen those things from a window. I live with my grandfather five days a week.
He does not do fresh air.
Saturday, I have babysitting duty. In the city. And I don't have a drivers license yet. I can't get out of the building. Sunday. Church school. Something I'm forced to do, even though, I have no faith in god. Perhaps, I will ask a question about this later.How I'd love to kick a soccer ball. Or run around all day. Friends, are there. But nature is something that I like to appreciate in solitude. It's peaceful that way.
Control of my life. No one can tell me what to do. I don't have a mother. She's in Japan somewhere. My dad works, all the time. That's why the grandfather is here.
Just I love my life. Though truly, how much?
2007-11-10 10:21:23 · 2 answers · asked by hollynguyen11 2 in Social Science ➔ Psychology
Have you thought about writing? You may not be able to "fly" now but how about doing it on paper? And as you approach legal age, you will see the light at the end of the tunnel. Just hang tight and write, read, and explore the natural world til you can have your freedom (you are only caged if you believe it)... just be sure to channel it though. Good luck...
2007-11-10 13:06:57 · answer #1 · answered by nasar5@sbcglobal.net 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
But the beauty is that the future belongs to you , the sun will shine and you will be in it , oh sure , you have a few more years to just set and watch , but the day is going to arive , the sun will be shining and smiles will be in your soul , so keep the smiles that your hope installs ,because your freedom is not all that far away ... till then take a deep breath and feel the touch of God,,,
2007-11-10 18:39:39 · answer #2 · answered by darkcloud 6 · 0⤊ 0⤋