I hate you now

You grew up in the eyes of the public. You were praised when you acomplished something big, and you were pitied when you failed. You were given sympathy when you did wrong, and you were forgiven way too easily. You walked down the road so many people travel it almost like a path made of diverse footprints, but you were one of the only one's who didn't turn their heads around to see what they were missing. You lost your best friend, and you threw away a perfectly good relationship for lust, and when you apologized the public pitied you, and hated your lost significant other.

I don't know how, or why, but you were luckier then most. But still, given the chance, I wouldn't throw away anything for fortune and fame. I want to grow up in the eyes of my parents. I don't want to take the easy way out of anything. I want to get lectures and lessons, and learn from other's mistakes, because I know I won't live long enough to make them all myself. I want to take that eerie little path on the side of the road everyone else is too afriad to go down. I will leave my finger prints on the hearts of those I truly love and care about, and vise versa.

But when I am old enough, and mature enough to face the critisism and discrimination without becoming arrogant and condescending, I will look back at my childhood, and adolescence, and young adulthood, and I will be thankful no one other then those who care about me where watching. And you my friend, now that you have matured in the eyes of the public, and you have finally found yourself; do you look back and wish you could have had a little bit more time to grow up? Now look at yourself. Look what they have created.

An ego...