my family....

sometimes I hate it that my mom especially my mom no nothing about me...
dont no what kind of person i am...
what kind of person i want to be...
what do i like.....
and what i want....
but now that i think about it, it not my mom fault..... but it is mine...
i dont give her the chance to let her know me...
i dont tell her who i am...
what i like..
who i wanna be..
and i dont tell her what i want...
i cant just expect her to no everything about me... when i dont tell her anything...

out of my family i think my brother knows me to best...
he know me more than i give him credit for...
i guess it cz me communicate more..
but sometimes my brother is very mysterious to me...
like me he had a hidden part of him...
even though he is always joking around, being stupid, and foolish...
i no that is just the outside.
in a way my brother and i is very alike...

i feel really sorry and gateful for him...
because he is older... he have to do more work..
i have more freedomm...
i can do what i want ... at least most of what i want in my life but my brother cant....
he given up his dream..
for my unknown dream...

.... i think i need to be more appreciative especially toward my family... and think more of them then myself...