I do not understand
Why my brother will not lend a hand to his needy sister
Why my mother works day and night for children, who do not pay her back,
Why my friends tell me they will always be there for me when they are never there when I need them the most.
But most of all
I do not understand
Why (what seems like) true love can fall apart in seconds before your eyes
(like the love between my parents that seems like it was never real.)
What I understand most
Are those inanimate objects that lie on my bed
My stuffed animals that don' try to deceive me
My fluffy friends that only serve to comfort
My never changing family who love me as I love them.
