The Adventures of Teenage Dreams

Do I really know what I want in life? I require some more knowledge of this "want". Asking mother is a waste of valuable time, all she does is smile. It makes me think that she is incapable of speech. Although her words flow in a way that is unspeakable to I. It confuses me, if only I can truly understand her.

Anywho, I've brought good news. A new me is uprising to the top, perhaps I can finally feel happy. Happiness is an overated emotion that brings much pain. The sound of mother's heels awoke me from my thoughts. She turned on my morning shows on the television, while she did my daily tune up.

I want out of here.

Right now