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my family drives me crazy...
Ugh...
This is going to be one wild ride
The doctors forgot to tell me
On the day I was brought into this life
I can't stand these people
They drive me crazy
Always expecting me to do this
Or to do that
Be this way or be that way
Why can't I be myself?
Why can't I do what I want to do?
Who cares about responsibilities?
All I want to do is have fun.
Live in a carefree world
With no worries
And no obligations
Is that too much to ask?
Well, apparently it is...
So I'll have to learn to live with it
I just wish I could die already
So I could be with God...
I don't have any friends except Him
And I want to be with Him.
I want to leave this judgmental,
Criticizing, materialistic world
If you lived the life I did
You'd want to leave too..
I'm not really sure the title really matches the poem. I see some implied connections, but the poem seems to be a backlash against growing up. I'm sure your family does drive you crazy though. Whose doesn't?!
The irony is that the author fully doesn't expect the reader to be able to sympathize, believing that his/her situation is unique. In reality I think this could have been written by any random teenager/youngster trying to find his way.