Since i last put up a new journal entry. But yeah, a lot of stuffs been going on recently and i really haven't thought of it. Sooo....yeah.
Currently, my parents and i are fighting, fun fun, and my life at home has become a bitter war. Anyways, one of my friends wrote this awesome poem and it just relates to my life sooo much right now. Thank you, Heathy
Second Generation
They are pushing us
Forcing us
Wanting us to do what they think is right.
Not giving us the chance to make our own mistakes
Not giving us a chance to break our bones
To taste the bloody water
They want us to wear skirts and ties
Dress up
And say nothing
Hands down behind our backs
Words unable to pass our lips
They want us to obey what they say
Let them speak for us
Have their emotions surpass our own.
For them to hold our puppet strings
To play our lives away
The way they never lived their own
Dancing
Playing
Schooling
Moving
They are ageing
Scared of levaing
Their lives ending
Their time passing
So they need our lives now
They need our souls
They need the control
So they suffocate us
Try to run our lives
Their fear overwhelming
Flooding our worlds with their wants and needs
Time is never ending if you breathe through us, the Second Generation.
Fuzzy Lightfingers 7 Community Member 
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