no thanks.

thankyou, for ruining the last days that i will ever have to leave a mark for my youth.
thankyou, for commanding my future without even considering my feelings.
thankyou, for taking my expression and entertainment away.
thankyou, for not allowing me to take chances, to settle things my way.
thankyou, for judging all my actions and thoughts.
thankyou, for disparaging my thoughts of companionship,
of old friendship,
of present friendship,
for looking down on my plans of fun.
thankyou, for taking away my freedom on the days I need it most, as a youth.

because that is what i am, and soon will have been, a youth.
i long for the platonic love of a brother, a friend.
i don't care what your friends and sources say i should do.
as long as i know what they say, let me decide.
guide me, don't force me. because it's so much harder for me to obey that way.
please, i am affected in more ways than i would like.
in ways you wouldn't care about if i told you.
i am losing my youthful vigor.
i am losing my child-like happiness.
my child-like understanding of children.
my youth as well, but not because of you.
for it would be lost with or without your bannings.
but because of you, i have lost my ability to make its last days as memorable as i know i could make it.