if you could change the way things are.
thirteen.

I wish I knew the answers to the questions I kept hidden in my heart. I wish I could understand a little bit more of the changes which takes place in a person. I wish I'd see the truth in all of this. It's human nature after all, am I right? Where a person reaches adolescence, it's a norm for him/her to change. Something so palpable like this, I can notice.


Change. I will honestly dislike that word till the day I die and my body rests where my grave is. Maybe it's me. I've always been known to be the oversensitive one, after all. Maybe I can't face facts of a person's personality change as much as other people do. But I just can't help it. I try, I give it my all but it still comes down to the point where I am at my lowest...state? Or however you put it.


Questions arise...I have the propensity to question myself the past couple of hours on how was I really like when I was 12. Was I still the same as I am now and today? Was it worth having to go through the mistakes which could've been prevented if I was a little bit more careful? What if my past has affected someone else in such a negative manner?


As a sister, I've come a long way. I might not have met the many obstacles layed out for a person and I know more is yet to come, but I know a couple or two things there is to know to help me go through life as it is now. So please do listen to me when I tell you that it isn't the right thing to do.