Reality.

Maybe it's a dream. . . .

& if scream it'll burst at the seams,

the whole thing would fall into pieces.

-Jack Johnson

Something changed.

There was a shift. . . . not obvious at the moment, however it still occured.

My torn and then bandaged and then torn again and rebandaged family was suddenly on the rocks again.

The sharp edges of the rocks threatened my family, as well as my happiness.

I love my baby brother, don't get me wrong.

He's beautiful and I would give up the world for him.

However, the only conclusion that I could come up with at the moment is that he is the cause for the "shift" and overall change of atmosphere in my house.

So, what comes along with this "shift"?

-Communication in my family has hit an all time low.

-Arguments break out periodically during the week.

-My sister and I have suddenly become a BURDEN on my parents; nowhere near their priorities.

It doesn't matter anymore.

The cause of something won't change the outcome.

& I do not intend on going back and trying to fix anything.

Let the pieces lie where they fall.

School isn't much better than being at home.

I sit in a classroom for most of the day, wishing I could be somewhere else.

I have the grades to prove that.

Isn't funny how much you work for something, such as a good grade, and it could be disappear in the tinyest moment of carelessness.

Sound unfair?

LIFE isn't fair.

Well, at least that's what "they" say.

Fuck THEM.

Why am I not insane yet?

He is the only thing holding me down. . . . to my sanity, to my happiness. <3