I hate the way you talk time.
And the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car,
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots
And the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick,
It even makes me rhyme.
I hate it… I hate the way you’re always right,
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh,
Even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you’re not around,
And the fact you didn’t call.
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you,
Not even close,
Not even a little bit,
Not even at all
Eighteen things I have learned before I turned eighteen:
(1) We are all humans trying to survive.
(2) Nobody knows anybody completely, and that’s okay.
(3) Don’t allow the opinions of others to choose your destiny. Be like a free bird and fly, don’t let yourself be in a cage that doesn’t let you feel genuinely fine.
(4) Don’t hold grudges. Don’t allow yourself to hate anybody. Forgive them. Learn to love.
(4) Always keep a smile on your face.
(5) Be gentle, but be aggressive. Take a stand. Nobody will hear your voice if you stay silent.
(6) Stop expecting other people to act exactly as you would like them to. Instead, try being open to any and all reactions from others.
(7) Start building up your own happiness and confidence on something you do have power over: your thoughts and beliefs.
(8) Take time and write your feelings down. Never keep your feelings locked Deep Inside Your Heart and wait for for the volcano in you to erupt.
(9) People don’t belong to people. We belong to nobody, nobody belong to us.
(10) Focus on the thoughts that build you up instead of the thoughts that tear you down and eat you inside.
(11) Do the best you can, improve yourself, you are growing and in this very moment you are enough.
(12) If you want to guard your heart- guard your eyes, ears and tongue.
(13) You need to fill yourself with love, not anyone else. Your happiness will not come to you, it can only cone from you.
(14) We cannot make someone listen to us or hear us if they don’t want to.
(15) Do not weaken and do not grieve, and you will be superior if you are a true believer.
(16) It’s OK to cry sometimes but always remember to leave your past where it belongs.
(17) Pray and build a close relationship with God. Tell Him everything and anything even if He doesn’t respond. Most importantly, give thanks to him because He has allowed you to live one more day.
(18) Live for yourself. Live for God. Don’t live for people’s comment. Don’t live to be a doll they can dress up and throw around. Live as only God and you yourself are the most important people that will ever be in your life. This is your life. This is it.
In my 18 years I have learned to never settle for second best.
To embrace my stretch marks. Embrace my scars.
I have learned to flow freely but still be hot to the touch. I have learned to fight until I get what I deserve.
I have learned to keep my promises.
I have learned to work hard.
I have learned that it’s okay to laugh and it’s just as fine to cry.
I have learned that education is important but it is not everything.
I have learned that opinions are important but they are not everything.
I have learned to look inside people, to love and be loved
To smolder and smoke but still ignite when needed.
I’ve learned to be angry but always forgive. I’ve learned to forgive but to never forget.
I’ve learned to eat ice cream. Take pictures. Give thanks.
I’ve learned to go on walks. Talk loud. Dance boldly.
I’ve learned to be kind not only to others, but myself.
And I’ve learned to be kind to every walk of life I see.
In my 18 years I’ve learned to expand
because I deserve every good thing that I have. That I have had. That I ever will have. I’ve learned how to adventure and I’ve learned how to learn. And in that discovery, I’ve learned how to live.
If you were not human but a monster……I think I would be moved. If you really are a monster completely different from a human……I wouldn’t be impressed by that in itself but from the fact you held a conversation normally with me and managed to talk about love……I think that is incredibly moving.
Kazane Kinomiya to Kujiragi, Epitome of Eighteen Histories 16