All and all, you're just another brick in the wall.-Pink Floyd
Why should we have to hide?
There was a time when family meant comfort. When did that change? Why are we forced to lock ourselves away from those who are supposed to "love" us, just so we can be what we are?
Is it too much to ask that we be respected as humans?
Now, "family" is a mockery of what it once stood for. Children have to hide themselves away. Afraid that what they are doing isn't "acceptable". I know. I've done it myself. Sealed in the bathroom at two in the morning with a notebook and a ball-point. Jumping at every creak in the floor. Searching for the most meagre of expression.
Visions of the great bonfires many of us have endured. Watching pieces of our flesh and blood warp in the heat. Our souls rising in the grey ash. Condemned to the recesses of our minds.
All based on misconstrewed ideas. Perceptions that we supposedly lack. The parents watching as we cower from them. Wanting to know what's wrong, even though the answer is something they won't percieve. Something they won't accept.
Prescribing pills to "help" our moods. To "enlighten" us. If they would just let us have the freedom we crave. The freedom to express ourselves. To show them that we aren't just figments of their own failed goals.
I bet your angst-o-meters are just buzzing with that one.