Bored...laying in bed waiting to be overflowed by my thoughts but I don't. Watching my sister be the kid she truly is and wishing I was in her place to live life freely without any care and troubles, When mere sadness could go away with a tickle or a mother's hug. I'm conflicting with myself on how to deal with this mayhem, should i look the other way or should i stop and care? Might I be losing more than I'm gaining? My heart is confused on which direction to take and I'm stopping on the wrong path, trying to figure out how to go back to the right one. My eyes dart as I'm getting close to the hard life, I am about to face. I look up and pray to have the strength to face it with my head held up high and my mind is strong to handle the pain.