Remember that one boy the parents didn't approve of? Do the words, "You just don't get me," ring a bell? What about this one, "You don't know what I'm feeling"?
Girls, parents may not truly understand us about..most of the time, but, admit it, we don't understand ourselves about a third of the time.
It doesn't feel good to not know what's going on in our own minds, bodies and emotions because we've always thought that we where the ones that knew ourselves the best. Some of us have even been told.
It feels like a bedroom. It was once warm, familiar. We recognized everything. We remember putting everything we see into it. Little by little we see things we didn't put in. We find things we don't recognize. The fuzzy carpet on your floor turns into a smooth wood. The Powder Puff Girl poster on your wall is replaced by the face of a guy. Where is this coming from? We wake up and it's all different. Everyday it's different.
You feel out of control in the one area you thought you were in control of.
You know a story. BAM! Someone corrects your story.
You feel love. BAM! You don't know what love is.
You feel able. BAM! You're too immature or too young.
You feel hurt. BAM! You don't know what hurt is.
You cry. BAM! Cut the tears and grow up.
Looks like the world sees that you don't know so they try to convince you that they do know. When you don't believe that they do at all.
We teens tend to want to curl up in a ball with our iPods and cut the world out. Music has become the soothing voice of understanding. Not only does it help you define what you're feeling, it let's you know that not only are you not alone, but that what you want to say so bad is heard and validated.
Music is incredible, however God validates us everyday...even when we feel like no one's listening or we feel like we're too small. The world doesn't know everything, parents don't know everything, teachers don't know everything, even the oldest people in the world don't know everything...but, girls, we don't either. Only God does and why would we shut out the only one who does? Music is an amazing band aid, but God is the one who stitches us up and heals us.
One of the girls.....
Taylyr
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