I am as lazy as a hibernating bear, sleeping during the coldest winter.

I wonder if there is such thing as love, If the expectations meet the feelings of the word.

I hear terriblewords spoken amongst each other, while kind and thoughtful words are kept quiet from all who need it.

I see the reflection from the moon smiling at me as itsglimmering light peaks through my window each dark night.

I want to wake up one brightmorning and have my parents back in my life, withsoberthoughts.

I am as lazy as a hibernating bear, sleeping during the coldestwinter.

I pretend I am an unopinionatedactress, simply playing my role in life without question and doing as I'm told.

I feel emotionally exhausted like a lost child wandering the world but not knowing their final destination.

I touch my little sister's innocent hand and feel unconditional love from the purest heart there is.

I worry I'll wake up to a phone call from the hospital saying my mom has overdosed.

I cry when I think of the dreadful night that was April 4, 2013, the day my grandma went to heaven and left us.

I am as lazy as a hibernating bear, sleeping during the coldest winter.

I understand that I can't change my shameful past but I can always mold my unexpectedfuture.

I say life is like a crystal clearriver, it just keeps flowing through obstacles thrown into it.

I dream through all the revengefulchaos of this generation, that people will count their blessings each and every single day.

I try to make my uncle proud even though I've made some poor decisions, I learned from them and improved myself.

I hope the brightand mysticalstars in the sky keep shining down at everyone and the earth keeps it's natural beauty of the green grass, tall trees, and expressiveanimals.