Songs to remember me by...

Blame it on hormonal changes or stress or simply an electrical spark in my brain, but I've been writing songs.
Not whole songs, but more like short little bits of verses and choruses.
I guess I could put them together or something.

This is such a familiar feeling.
The last time I felt like that, I wrote 'The Most Difficult To Maintain', something which I'm very happy with because it never fails to put a smile on my face.

I can't wait to start studying again, now that I've decided where to go.
I used to think I had really supportive parents, but now I know better.
Heck, if they 'happen' to read this, I won't care.
I have learnt how to stop blaming myself for everything.
I deserve a break sometimes too...

The Most Difficult to Maintain

A baby lying there,
Cannot do anything but stare,
The only 'words' it knows,
Don't make sense you know,
So you really can't be blamed,
For not answering to 'your name'.

A toddler walks,
But many still can't talk,
They only need a rattle,
Unlike adults who cackle,
So they really still are,
Quite easy to maintain.

A teenager they say,
Is at a most difficult age,
A handful for anyone I'm sure,
But at least they don't yet have,
The authority to control,
They really are the controlled.

Then here it comes,
The object of this piece,
The one all others must obey,
Adults I say, areThe most difficult to maintain,
Only because they think They are sane.

Therefore I must stress,
That not all adults are fair,
Some can be unreasonable too,
But I really must beware,
And even be swift to prepare,
Before an adult reads this and swears.