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If you happen to read this,
This is all I want to say,
I just hope you can read it till the end.

I just want to have some fun,
though I know at times those activities,
they end a little late.
I do try to be home earlier whenever I can
and I do abide by the number 12.

It's not as if I'm out doing unethical things,
not as if I don't go home,
not as if I mix around with strangers,
not as if I do this when I'm studying,
and not as if I don't tell you where I am,
who I'm with and what time I'll be back.
This is only for the holidays, I know my limits.
A promise kept is a promise kept.

But sometimes those restrictions,
they're just too much.
I cannot do so many of the things that my friends can do.
I cannot stay out late,
I cannot have stayovers,
I cannot have fun at my friend's house,
I cannot use the computer when it's late at night,
Cannot this.
Cannot that.

I tried negotiating with you but it gets worse.
I can't do anything else.
You say I've changed. Times have changed too.
I cannot be how I used to be 5 years ago,
staying at home everyday.
I need to see the world.
I don't want to turn into a noobshit who doesn't know anything.

I know you worry about me,
I know you care.
But all I need is for you,
to loosen that string a little,
because it's starting to choke me
and I'm finding it hard to breathe.

Give me some space;
I need to grow.