Hello, my name is Martha.
Short and to the point – I feel like I’m gradually being forced to become more a drone and more humourless, that I have to take responsibility for things because others refuse to. And you know what? That doesn’t jive well with me, because I perceive myself as someone who can’t do it as well as some other people can. So when it seems like others that can do the job better than me just don’t try… I get angry. But in a way, I can already feel myself changing, anticipating everything that I have to do. I’m becoming a busybody, someone who’ll occasionally but inevitably butt into other people’s business. Even my writing is less recreational and more for stress relief! I’m becoming mature, and that alone annoys me. To put it in a semi-analogy, why should the other kids get to go outside during recess and play frozen tag (and I friggin LOVE frozen tag, even now) while I volunteer to help the teacher wash blackboards just because I know she’s real busy and I just want to help?
Has your spring
turned into winter
You’re in control
A one man show…
But who is watching?
