Hurt & Confused
I need something to look forward to in my life. I feel as if it has always been chaotic and hard to talk about. I love my parents and I want them to be happy, even if it means sacrificing my happiness. He keeps calling me a Hilton Heiress and says that that is all I want to do for the rest of my life. That is not true, I just want to be able to
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what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice--
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
"Mend my life!"
each voice cried.
But you didn't stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do--
determined to save
the only life that you could save.
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