Once upon a time, there was a little girl whom everyone loved. They loved her because she was obedient and pleased everyone and because she did everything everyone expected of her. If you asked her to dance- she would, if you told her that everything would be ok- she would believe it and she always tried her best not to disappoint anybody.
But one day that little girl grew up. She grew up the hard way and learned that you can never really trust anybody. She grew up to be a lady with a mind of her own and made her own decisions and learned from her mistakes. She saw the world a lot much differently from what she always pictured it would be- with all the glitter and glam. She grew up and decided that she was her own person who has a mind of her own and who was entitled to her own opinion. She realized that you may not be able to please everybody but at the same time she wasn’t going to try. If she was arrogant, outspoken, out of bounds, out of this world- she stood by it. If she had something to say- she would say it. Most of the time she talked without any remorse and cared less for the people who were affected by it- she believed in the freedom of speech. She was a lot of things but if there was one thing she wasn’t, it was a liar.
As she grew up and as she grew into the person she is today, she started to disappoint a lot of people. People liked the little girl more and couldn’t quite accept the fact that people change. They still just saw her as that little girl who had no right to anything. They probably thought she was stupid because half of the time, it came out that way.
And because I’m all grown up and people still see me as that little girl, I have been all kinds of nasty to them. Because they thought that opinions never change, that respect is something constant and instilled instead of something learned. They think I am out of line most of the time for having an opinion or for having feelings that they think I’m not allowed to have.
But the reality is, everyone started started out as a little girl and a little boy and we all just grew from there. We all made our mistakes, said our parts and etc. So before you start to say that I’m the bad person maybe you should look at yourselves. Isn’t it frustrating when people belittle you for being the person you are? am i such a bad person for having my own opinion and voicing it out the only way I know how? Call me a hypocrite but name one person who isn’t. I’m not a saint and I’m not self righteous and I would gladly enumerate my flaws.
When you point a finger remember 4 fat ugly fingers are pointing right back at you. I hope you keep that in mind so that the next time you point them… you make sure they’re clean.