Carnival of Emotions

I wish this was not how it is. I wish we were close like others. I wish we could speak to eachother. I wish you wouldn't storm out like a tornado. And mostly, I wish you would grow up. It tires me to think of you, and it tires me that we are forced to love. It makes me sick to my stommach that we share blood, and that we will always have a connection. It scares me when your character changes in the blink of an eye, and it annoys me that I never know why. It irritates me to look at you. But somehow it comforts me, that you will always have us - that you have someone.