forever childish

 I hate that I cannot handle life on life's terms.

I hate that the minute my mind wanders, Tessa pops out.

I hate the fact that my mind even wanders..

I hate the fact when I become angry, Sophee pops out..

I cannot even be angry....

I hate the fact that I need to have help, to deal with living.

I feel I have six babysitters..

six babysitters to step in, and live my life, 

working in shifts,....

because, I leave....Sparrow is unable to stay.

Sparrow is unable to do anything...

I hate that I was put in that position...

I hate that I will never be a full adult..

I hate that parts of me, will forever be childish...

I hate that I will always be dependent on them..

I hate what has become of me....

I hate that I am not in control of me.....

S