I Am Different [Being Different]

I really wish my mother would get this already so my little sister wouldn't have to cry. To me every child is like growing a flower. Some flowers need tons of sun, some need more shade, some need a lot of work, and some need to be moved to bigger pots. Of course though, children don't come with labels that tell you what to do. Children are mysterious and beautiful flowers that will NEVER tell you what you need to do. My mother thinks that just because she raised one child, then it means she can raise two just the same.

I grew wildly and on my own with many other people. The greatest times, the worst time, the most saddest times, and the most beautiful times in my life. Are the times my mother will never know because every time I let her into my personal life, all I end up with is a lot of spilled soil. The messes she made in my personal life are the reasons I banned her from mine. When my little sister was born. I promised myself at a very young age. That where my mother fails my little sister, like she failed with me, is where I am going to help my little sister. Now though, my mom is so wrapped up in herself and her little comments of advice, she thinks we listen to, it's hurting my little sister. I understand my mother, she thinks she knows her children but really she doesn't. Then there is my sister who has the most fragile heart and needs to toughen up to see that all these little things do not matter. I understand both sides. I try to help them but they don't listen. Now I see there is nothing I can do. This is between them not me. All I can do is sit in the middle of this storm and plant my roots deep so when my family needs me. I am there.