A letter written with the ink of rebellion

I'm sick, sick of you lecturing me about my life choices, infecting my soul with all of your endless speeches to make me a copy of you, to follow your steps to what you think where salvation locates. You are catching my hands, dragging me to take the same path as you, not caring about my knees getting skinned on the asphalt refusing to move with you...I don't care where you are taking me or what is the end of your chosen road, because the destination is well known to me: A huge abyss where i can't even see the bottom, where i can only hear the shattered screams of my mind asking for freedom. Years after years of free falling, and there is still no sign of an end to this misery.... Your choice was to never let me choose for myself, you decided and planned everything in my life without even asking for permission, maybe you didn't know or probably didn't care. You took my place and played my cards instead of me. And when you lost, you just put the blame on me, laughed sarcastically in my face and left to watch me drowning in your deep swamp of disappointment.

You made me lose everything but one thing. You couldn't, and will never, take my true self from me; and now, i'm playing the only card i still have, the only card you forgot to burn: The rebel card. From now on, your frightening looks threatening me during your "preaching" won't matter anymore, you can do what you like with your life, and i will just be free. I will rise from that abyss you pushed me into, rise from the ashes of my burned dreams, like the legendary Phoenix who will change the darkness to a bright light with his blazing wings..

This is me, the real me, i will never pretend to be someone else, i don't want to be someone else! And as you can tell now, i can't change myself to be suitable to you. I simply don't care about it because definitely i wasn't born to do that... I accepted you and everyone else the way you are, but i won't imitate anyone. This is my belief in this life. I'm not perfect, i know that, but i am trying to improve and be the best possible version of me, not the version you want to see. I'm learning lessons from life, lessons which looks more like a teacher, forging my skills. This is my way to live, walking on my road with my own will. It's not easy to be independent, but i rather go alone toward my goal than spending the years i have achieving another person's goal. That's my purpose in life, i have faith in myself and a heart of a lion inside to let me get what i want and fight for it.

That's me, and i can only be grateful for what i am...