"It gets easier as you get older." Really? They must be joking, 'cause that's a lie. It's actually the exact opposite. It seems another year goes past, each harder than the last. Life gets so much more complicated. Can't we just go back to when our parents were in charge of our lives?
Things were so much simpler when you didn't have to question the relationship with your best friend. You were simply just best friends. Now? Define the term. I'm not even sure if I've got one anymore. It seems like the more I try to climb this wall that was constructed overnight the higher it gets. This wall, made up of secrets, bad feelings, awkard situations and silences. What more can I do when I'm the only one who cares enough to try and fix this mess?
And whatever happened to boys having cooties? Talk about life getting harder. Now we ahve to worry about who likes who, does your hair look good today, is he flirting with me because he likes me, yada yada yada. It should be simple enough: he likes you, you like him. The end. But we all know it's not. It's all just a big guessing game, and one wrong word and it's all over.
It's not just moody best friends or indifferent boys, though. Life in general is just... harder. Now you have to make all your decisions for yourself. Sure, your parents or whoever can help you. But in the end it's you who has the final say. So now you've got to decided which is good or bad, fair or unfair, right or wrong, blah blah blah. And it's too hard to decide! 'Cause one wrong decision and suddenly the whole frikken world is pissed at you. What the heck? Why don't people warn us about this stuff?
In the end it comes down to this: life only gets harder the older you get. You can't expect life to be easy or you're pretty much setting yourself up to fail. All you can do is take life as it comes, stay true to yourself, and hang in there. I have to believe it'll all work out in the end.