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Portions of Confusion

August 12, 2010
By SickImage SILVER, Klamath Falls, Oregon
SickImage SILVER, Klamath Falls, Oregon
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Favorite Quote:
The room was very quiet. I walked over to the TV set and turned it onto a dead channel-white noise at maximum decibels, a fine sound for sleeping, a powerful continuous hiss to drown out everything strange."

She told me not to, but she did.
And so, I did.
She told me I was wrong.
"Why can you? Why Can't I?"
I am so upset.
And she says she's right, and she says I'm wrong (Once again. And then, again. Again)
"You make me cry."
She laughs as she has fun, But screams when i follow her destruction.
I am not ok.
She says to me: "I can because I'm young, that's what it's about. That's what I'm here for."
"I AM young, you fool!" For the uncounted time my eyes blur with tears.
She only looks annoyed as she lectures, "I'll do what I want. I have nothing to lose. You have a life now and everything could be ruined. You're going to wreck it and you're being ridiculous."
I don't understand.
You make no sense.
You know nothing, with a slight side of something.
Your words mean nothing to me.
You mean everything to me.

The author's comments:
I Don't Want To Be Wrong.
I Want To Always Be Forgiven and For My Mistakes To Always Be Forgotten.
I Don't Want To Be Grown Up.

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