Yo Parents So Strict

My curfew according to my mom is, “before the sun goes down!” She never gives me the time to meet with friends and hang around My dad on the other hand lectures me in Korean He still doesn’t realize that I literally cannot understand him He might as well be talking in Japanese and his english is ‘berry weak’ These are the reasons why we don’t really speak Dinner’s always the same, no taco Tuesday or leftover Monday involved Every meal is eaten with rice- but one time we had mashed pot- just kidding that’s never happened at all Brown rice, white rice, skinny rice, fat rice, guess we got some variety there Mom says, “Be grateful, there are starving children everywhere” Come to think of it, a family meal at McDonald’s is something we’ve never had Guess that means all my meals are very sad Neither parent wants to give me the independence that I need But I won’t complain for I’m afraid mother will hit me Like a bird I want to explore the world But my strict Korean parents clipped my wings- they might be disturbed So I spend my time visualizing the world through the T.V. Never had cable cause cable’s ‘not pree’ Netflix is what I got, a blessing I love having Bob’s Burgers, Parks & Rec, and The Office keep me laughing My mom finds it annoying, my dad doesn’t get the puns He’s always asking me how people sitting in an office can make me laugh so much On another note, high school parties, are wild and pretty cray I wouldn’t know, I’ve never gotten an invite, but my parents would never let me go anyways I check the snapchats of my friends, they’re out bowling at 1:35 am If it weren’t for my parents, then I would be out with them No matter what I do, my parents just can’t see That they’re Kim Jong Un and I’m a helpless North Korean trying to break free