My grandmother just told me
That is wasn't her fault she was lonely.
She thinks she was in the right
To make me not fight
The gender roles her generation has posed for me,
But it's not just me-it's for everybody.
I mean, I am only seventeen,
But her words can get to me.
Without her, I wouldn't have this introspection.
But why is it that I need a husband?
I was just fine wanting a dog
I move so much, I don't want to be a land hog.
I would only occupy smaller apartments,
And keep myself in safe environments.
Yet, when I hang out with friends,
I feel like my happiness ends.
When the time comes to say, 'goodbye,'
That part always makes me regret saying, 'hi.'
But I'm not at the bottom. I can grow
Into a flower
There's so much power
Inside of me
Waiting to be
On the outside where it rightfully belongs
And soon I can again sing happy songs.
This feeling is only temporary
But it occurs so constantly.
Because I know everyone has their lives
And everyone is the center of their own hives.
So no one is insignificant
But people seem to forget that.
Each person's existence is unique
And so no one should treat
their problems the exact same way
and as my mother would say,
"Those who meddle need someone,
to meddle in their lives."
And although that causes infinite
meddling and mistreatment,
That's where friendships start
And that's where friendships grow
But I'm not looking for a friend.
I'm just hoping to express my individuality
I'm not saying I have plenty
Of friends, I just think I'd rather ones who'd last to the end
of time and space for me
and I could do the same for them, obviously.
So let me have my pet,
and do not suspect
That I am just like you
Because that would be Déjà vu