#maybeishouldredothis

So tonight my dad decided to have a "talk" with me. About respect and other things. But I started to think after, the reason I have little respect for her is because she does not respect me. It was always my fault with her and she never listened to anything I said. But I'm not the victim as well. They have created who I am today, even thought I'm not really responsible I am very wise with the world at my young age and I know lots about people. But even though I know lots about people I know little about myself. I am trying to find myself, self discovery. I am having such a hard time since, I don't really look up to anyone that will make me become the person that I want to. I look around to find glaring faces and peering eyes, you can barley find the sparkly eyes filled with hope anymore. They have been crushed by what we call over dramatic emotions. People think to much about what others think, like my sister she is too self-conscious, and she feels not a part of the family. Like any person you find now a days. And then there is my older sister, a "responsible" young adult, what you don't know is that she is super stupid about making the right choices. And me, someone who keeps changing; be more like your older sister, be more like you middle sister, be him, be her. But all I can be is me. This is messing up my head why an i even writing this it's so late. -sigh- let's finish this. Mom, Dad. You created my personality, why are you saying to change? I can't be what you want me to be anymore. I am myself. I am not my sisters, I can't be them. I'm sorry to disappoint you, but you created me, if you don't like me dispose of me, even though you cannot. I know you love me, I truly do, but I am a child... You have to point me to the right direction.