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Day Thirty Nine
Day Thirty Nine 2-6-11
"But it hurts when you disapprove all along, and now I try hard to make it. I just want to make you proud. I’m never gonna be good enough for you," Simple Plan. These lyrics pretty much sum up how I'm feeling today. I've always tried my best, and yet none of my achievements have been acknowledged. In your eyes he always came first, but that doesn't matter anymore, I'm done trying to appease you both. I'm tired of trying my best in school, winning contests, joining clubs and classes that you say are good for me, after all it got me nowhere. All I ever got as acknowledgment is my existence constantly getting compared to ------ and I'm sorry I'm never going to be like that person, no matter how hard you try to change me. “Why don't you have a job, ------ had a job at your age,” these questions are what I face walking in from school everyday, getting off of class at five. I'm sorry ------ didn't have an A average in school, did he? No matter what I do, I'm ignored by them, and this used to bother me, not anymore. I don't need you anymore, I'm turning my back on you as you did so many years ago. I'm not going to listen to your stupid recommendations anymore, I mean after all look at how far those words got you. I'm done appeasing you, I'm done being your little puppet, I'm sorry I can't be perfect.
Day Thirty Nine
Day Thirty Nine 2-6-11
"But it hurts when you disapprove all along, and now I try hard to make it. I just want to make you proud. I’m never gonna be good enough for you," Simple Plan. These lyrics pretty much sum up how I'm feeling today. I've always tried my best, and yet none of my achievements have been acknowledged. In your eyes he always came first, but that doesn't matter anymore, I'm done trying to appease you both. I'm tired of trying my best in school, winning contests, joining clubs and classes that you say are good for me, after all it got me nowhere. All I ever got as acknowledgment is my existence constantly getting compared to ------ and I'm sorry I'm never going to be like that person, no matter how hard you try to change me. “Why don't you have a job, ------ had a job at your age,” these questions are what I face walking in from school everyday, getting off of class at five. I'm sorry ------ didn't have an A average in school, did he? No matter what I do, I'm ignored by them, and this used to bother me, not anymore. I don't need you anymore, I'm turning my back on you as you did so many years ago. I'm not going to listen to your stupid recommendations anymore, I mean after all look at how far those words got you. I'm done appeasing you, I'm done being your little puppet, I'm sorry I can't be perfect.