Happy Girl

I'm outgrowing my current living conditions. I'm twenty years old and I'm the only person in my house that knows this. I can't remember the last time I made up my own mind on a life decision. I get tired of being told what to do and what's expected of me. I want to do something that I want to do for once. I'm getting tired of being told I'm not capable of doing things on my own. I want to make my own choices and forge my own path and not be told what path to take. I want to be allowed to grow up. I don't have to be told to do my homework or to go to class. I don't need to be told when I can leave the house or who I can see or how often. I don't have to be at home at all. I choose to live at home. I could very well choose differently. I could quit school, get a job, move out, get married and do everything you don't want me to do. I'm capable of it - don't tell me I'm not. I want to do something with my life that makes ME happy. I'm tired of trying to make other people happy. I'm not happy here and I haven't been for a while but I can't find any way out. I wish you could be happy with me being happy. But you're only going to be happy when I'm doing what you want me to do.

Just keep pushing and pushing me. One day, I'm going to leave. I'm going to walk out and face the real world ALONE. I may disappoint you. But at least I'll be happy with my life. The more you try to tie me down, the harder I'm going to fight to get free. If only you knew that your attempts to keep me close are just pushing me farther and farther away.