What is immaturity? What exactly does it mean being mature? These little standards, we have set to the most difficult perceptions recorded to your personal activity.
The only thing I'm worried about, is how I over analyse things - but don't think right about myself enough. I dissolve, while I give them way. They stand tall - heads up high, affirmed.
Getting pulled into a situation so fragile, is one of the last thing you need, but cannot avoid. Say I am among the three in the tightest of friendship, witnessed. There's friction acting against the two - and everyone has their own opinions. The problem was closed, but it opened itself up to the public. It so happened that one breaks down at the right time. Oh, why is it so naive of people to jump into conclusions, without considering things properly. Though people could not help it, judging people's personality by the profile of their past misbehaviour. All the negatives, comes in towards the opposition team ... whoever lends out a hand to keep in his side. The other gets spoilt with attentions, and the ability to go back and mend to living in the past. What else should I do? Help another friend, who has something to get life going and to unleash anything they felt like without getting threatened, or to someone who's life had just stopped - even with their greatest effort to fix with a tendency to get hurt at times they feel threatened?
I help any individual that feels and are lonely. Finding that their crossroads have gone missing, I'll guide you there. Even if it means just losing my sister's side.
I know the conciquences though briefly taught, I eventually got pulled in. Now I am hurt, the conciquences coming heavy on me - soon or later, thye are going to come for me. They're going to clamp me into their hands, their control, because they know I am vulnerable. Heck, I am only doing what's right. I'm trying to make things better. I've always been the third person, even before a dozen people rushed into to take sides. They gonna pummel me...
People say, Ignore them - feel better for yourself. No... I can't ignore feelings, though I do have the power to control. Things can go out of hand.
I'm losing you, sis. You're growing up, I know that. But I don't want you to grow up in the wrong way. The rebellious, self-based opinioned person that opposed to make blame. You're becoming one. And you're breaking away from me - from all of those childhood moments we had. I've always been the person to tail you from behind. You're way far behind. I don't see you.
I want you to realise and analyse what you've done. To Sammy, ...." to me.."
"You hurt me... You never thought how to minimise, our depression in response to our sensititivity. You want to externally influence other people to hurt us... me... more? What kind of sister are you now? Soem kind of icon you turned out to be."
...but I guess. People, just, aren't perfect. You cannot turn to the past. Think that, and you're just immature.
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