Why make all these rules?

 Why make rules?

That nobody or I will do.

I don't mean to disrespect you. 

It's just that I don't understand you or these new rules. 

At School. 

At Home. 

What more do you want me to do?

What else is there to follow? 

Haven't I pleased you yet?.. made you proud of me?

I get tired of these rules,request, and commands from you. 

I know it seems to you that...

When things don't go my way, I have to disobey. 

But, In my mind things don't work that way. 

I do things for a reason. 

~~~~She does these things because she's a  teen. ~~ 

Well, that's NOT the reason.

I don't think you'll ever understand, why I do the things I do

And 

Right now I just can't explain it to you. 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

~ I wrote this poem because...

I'm getting tired of rules... 

Even though I follow them..or at least try to.

They get on my nerves.  angry But... rules and laws are part of life and I can accept that..it's the people who keep on repeating and telling the rules, that get on my nerves. 

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