A incite into the pressures of life as a teenager. as compared to the simplistic existance of a fly.

I watch the fly, performing aerial acrobatics, flying carelessly, looping and turning in the air. Then SPLAT! The tiny insect ceases to exist, slaughtered by the tight grasp of my hands clamped together in feelings of hatred. I envy the life of that fly. So simple, so carefree. No emotions, no expectations, no rules. That fly did not have to encounter numerous hurdles in her life, she was born as a maggot, evolved into a …

…I answer? I think my life has eventuated to the worst situation possible. Not only am I going to be contending with the stress from school, sport and relationships, I am also going to be subject to the endless disappointment, lack of trust and friction between my parents and I. It is times like this I wish I could live the life of a fly. So simple, so carefree. No emotions, no expectations, no rules.