Anger Management II

I’ve had enough of these mindless chitchats about this lifeless life. You tell me you want me to study, and I tell you I will. But why the fuck do you not want me to chill. I fill the time studying and doing the shit that helps you and me get along as a mother and child, but you still can’t go along with me peeling off time with pals. You keep bragging that you know how I feel, but from the way you dance to these mindless society’s educational programs, you know just a little bit more than a fucking stranger who knows me none. So I suggest you stay still or fuck off before I force myself to kill your responsibilities as a parent. The life that you steal away from me, I want those back. This includes my precious sleep time, which I happen to get 6 hours max. But of course, 7 hours is still too much for you cuz in your mind everyone sleeps for 4 hours. That’s why you shake me awake on Sundays to tell me to go the fucking library and study and study and study. I don’t doubt you will tell me to study in your will when I kill for making me feel like shit. But what you don’t realize is that human beings are meant to sleep 8 fucking hours a day no matter what happens. So rather sleeping in school, I sleep in bed, but I guess that’s not good for you cuz people can learn while sleeping for you fool. Know things straight before filling your own head with fucked up information and stereotypes. All teenagers sleep. All teenagers play. All teenagers want to have relationships. All teenagers don’t want to wake up and be told to go study. All teenagers think and feel the same towards motherfuckers like you.