Parents Lie

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(Trigger Warning: Depression)

So it turns out I'm not great at much.

I'm a nerd who likes history and books.

Math, science,

Art, music,

Sports,

Turns out I can't do them very well.

As a kid I was told

I could be anything, do anything

Then it turns out that that's not as true as it seems.

They say:

Try new things, doesn't matter how old you are.

That seems to be a lie.

The only time you can succeed is when you're a kid.

Well I'm not a kid anymore.

Turns out you need to pick what you like

Early in life.

But by the time you're

Sixteen, seventeen, eighteen

It's too late to try.

And apparently I'm not as good a singer as I thought.

As I was told.

I'm not good at science,

My art is shitty, even if no one wants to say it.

I've tried seven sports, only one I can actually do okay.

I'm supposed to know what I like, what I can do.

I don't even know who I am.

I was told I could do anything

Well then why is it that I'm sixteen and I can't

I can't try out

For a new volleyball position

Without being told to go back to where I "belong".

I can't sing without someone telling me to be quiet.

To shut my mouth.

Well,

WORDS.

FUCKING.

HURT.

Maybe I should "stay where I belong".

The only problem is

Where exactly is that?

I keep things in to try to stay polite

Happy

And myself

But it only seems to make things worse.

My parents told me I had all the time in the world,

It turns out that

The world moves at the same pace.

Quick.

And I've got thirteen years

To find out

Before I'm not able to try something new anymore.

God, I was so stupid to believe their lies.

Because when you're told something as a kid

You want to believe it with all your might.

So I'm not great at much.

I can't do anything I want.
I need to decide who I'm gonna be

But there's so much left I wanna try...

And now its too late.

Sucks for me, I guess.

I need to "stay where I belong"

Stay "happy"

And no longer believe the lie that "I can be anything"

Because I'm too old

And by now I've figured out

That parents lie.

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