imprisoned. trapped in a cage built by is it love? or just overwhelming unnecessary restraint? i thought as time goes by, as they slowly see that i'm not going to become wilder as i grow older, the restraint will be lifted. but it is not to be.

and i wonder how is it that my parents seem to relax more than my brother? why is he the one hounding me? is he just the one doing the dirty job? or is he really the one who's not letting me free?

i nearly cried in exasperation when i saw him come to the back of the house to see why i am still not home. f*** is there such a need?!!