Be like water.
Still and calm as a pond.
Strong and harsh as a storm.

Even when it all feels like mud.

If I'm nice to you, I'll be rewarded with name calling later.
If I stand up for myself, I'm poison.
If I don't say anything to your insults, I'm a coward.
If I try to teach you, you close your ears.
If I try to hold you, you push me away.
If I speak up, I'm shut down.

Because of all this...
I've learned to keep you at arms length.
I've learned you think me a fool.
I've learned to never ask a question.
I've learned that love doesn't conquer all.
Most of all...
I've learned that blood isn't thicker, at all.

There will be a day when you will stay in your room for the entire night and feel your heart throb from whatever problems you have been phased with. I want you to feel the pain and agony of being broken. I want you to look up begging for help but nobody being there for you. I want you to sob your eyes until they are all dried out. This may sound harsh but this is feelings that are better off healing themselves instead of becoming dependent on someone else's happiness. Maybe after you do this you will have an epiphany. You will look down at your wavy brown hair and think about how small your problem truly is. Then you will learn how to mend your broken soul. Once you do so, I allow you to come out of your cocoon of misery and learn how to fly.

Dreaming keeps you from seeing what's right there in front of you.