I hate it when you try to make me forget about the things that make me happy.
When you say I should let go and you dont understand why I still hold on.
When you tell me its stupid and pointless.
You dont understand.
Go ahead, call it teenage angst with all the grouchiness and the fighting back, maybe it is.
All I asked for is a few weeks.
You can't even give me that without putting me down?