Don't know no more

The point of pouring one's heart out is not to show how miserable life is but to show that even in the darkest corners of life there is someone you trust to the extent that you open up to them and show them the deepest secrets of your heart. Inshort you become and idiot.

How is it that just because you allow yourself to be very simple, as a girl, and not put on makeup and jewellery and stuff, and all of a sudden you find out that your parents expect you to stay the same your entire life. At the age of eighteen, I am expected to act more grownup then my brother and he's 22. What's going on?

What do you expect of yourself in life? To get to a respectable position, gain the respect of your peers, and live a comfortable life. Right?

What happens when, out of the blue, the child, whom you thought was an angel turns out to be rude. She doesn't listen to what you say, doesn't come when you call her, and then stands in front of you with a puppy-eyed expression. What do you do?

You scream at her, you tell her that she's old enough to know what's right and wrong and then you don't talk to her, that's what.

At least that's what someone does.