Power

What is power to most people? The power to be rich, to have power in the government, to have power to command people around.

The power I want? The power to protect my family, most importantly my brother.

The only way to protect is to have the power to protect. With that power, I can make sure no one touches or hurts my family. With that power, I can crush anyone who tries to hurt my family. With that power, my family will be invincible.

Lelouch vi Brittannia wanted geass to protect his sister, I want power to protect my family. I suppose then, that we aren't that different at all.

I swear by my soul, I will protect my brother and family from everything, even from other family members, be it cousins, uncles or whosoever. I WILL destroy them.

Insanity

I'm insane, I suppose many people don't know that. Well, not insane, more of mad actually. I'm actually perfectly normal thank you very much, it's just that 'mad' in my case means different from others.

I say I'm mad, but then do mad people admit that they are mad? Do humans know they are mad? Are they even mad?

Maybe not mad, just stupid, insipid and not able to see through everything.

I found today's literature question interesting. The question is, why is love important in a family?

Why is it important? I doubt anyone really knows the answer. Can a family actually exist without love? Depends on what type of family you're talking about. Real life families, the normal families. Is love important for them? If so, then why? Why is it that love is so important that we humans cannot live wihout it?

I used to think that hate could never have existed, should not exist in a family. What do I think now? I found out that, like fairytales, a perfect family is non existent, just like the prince charming every girl dreams for is fake.

Love may be important, but that doesn't mean hate isn't there. Could you love and hate someone at the same time? The answer is yes. I'm not talking about loving and hating your so called lover at the same time because I'm sorry to say, that is just the most worthless thing on the world.

What I mean is the hatred you feel sometimes for one of your famiy members, and yet you love them so deeply at the same time. You feel so sick for hating them and yet you can't help but despise them for that one moment then.

So answer me, is love always there in a family? Or is hate there as well?

PRETEND; DON'T BS!!

You don't know me so don't pretend
I'm not who you think I am
Just because I show you this
Doesn't mean that it's me

I don't need your stupid lies
I don't need your 'love' you give
So what if I'm just an empty husk
It's not as if I even care

So don't you even dare assume
You know me not just face the truth
So go ahead and believe all that you want
Cause in the end I still won't care

I'm not the perfect daughter you want
But fine by me, I'm who I want
So don't think you know all of me
Because that is not happening.