she's got me thinking

kick up my heals for a little while
let's do it country style

life is good. for a little while at least. i'm feeling good. one day at a time. i know i can get past this. this. this transition. i'm almost to that point where i should know better. because i'm almost grown. or am i considered grown? i'm not too sure. all i know is you can only make the same mistakes for so long before people stop making exceptions. exceptions like "she's still young. she'll learn from them." but i can only learn so much.

and i can only put up with so much. hot headed. stubborn. but only to some. i like to divide people into two groups. on one hand, there are those people i like to please. i will do anything they ask. i don't ask questions. i'd stand on a rock if you asked me to. and then there are other people (less of these i think) that i rebel against. i won't give in. i push and push until i am broken. or they give in. which seems to be the case lately. i get my way or i leave you in the dust. i don't need you. i can't really figure out why i am two different people to these two groups. maybe something in me sees something in them that reacts. positive and negative.

i am who i am. that's who i'm gonna be.