Am I worthless?

I feel weird.

I wanna live and sometimes fly.

Not in tthe sky.

In life.

I feel like I am dragging myself down, down to the bottom.

I feel dumb.

I want to meet their expectations.

I think I will not meet them.

I don't know anymore.

Why?

That is the question I always ask.

But it's always best to brush it off with a smile. Afterall who doesn't like smiling?

We will be happier.

Even if it's fake.

Am I worthless?

Can I... fly?

Where should I go?

Can I choose?

My father can be mean and annoying. He never tries to understand. Always thinking he is right.

My mum can be mean too, but she sometimes isn't. She scolds us for no reason. She can be annoying. But she does stuff for us and her hugs are ok.

My grandmother...

I don't want to be too rude so she will not be described.

My sister. She sometimes is understanding. I tell a lot of things to her. Afterall, she is my sister. But she is annoying and super duper mean sometimes. Even thinking everything she says is correct. I hate and love my family. Do I want them to go off? No. For logical reasons and the feelings I have at the present.

What can I even do?

Can I choose?

Am I even given a chance?

I think so.

I have better circumstances then some people.

Am I being naive?

Am I worthless?