As you stand there yelling at me I can't deside,
Wither to go to the kitchen and stab myself,
Or sit there and listen to you bring me down for the tenth time,

I chose option B because you tell me to grow up,
And you deside what I will do when I'm older,
Because what I want to be isent good enough for your life style,

You are planing tommrow while I live tommrow,
With a laughter and a smile,
You live with flash cards and notes,

For I chose to live of studying,
And you are jelous of it,
For I will never grow up until I have fully expericened life.