It’s not easy playing nice all the time. I can’t be good all the time. I’m still growing, but that doesn’t matter does it? You yelled at me, saying how I used to be the best kid out of us four, but my attitude suddenly went down the drain. Ever stopped to wonder why though.No. You just get upset with me. She and You said the same thing to me. I don’t hate You yet, no matter how many times I say it in my head, I can’t bring myself to hate family. It’s not easy always being the good kid. I need help too. Stop and try to look into my head just once. You’d most likely see a thunderstorm. Maybe even a hurricane. Thoughts are going around in my head every day. Just take one long look at me and You see I’m not your Little girl anymore.