Belonging

Talking to some people today brought up some old stuff. I don't know what to do. My sister ran away. As of right now I'm the only person who knows where she truly is. When it comes down to it. I would give off hints, but i love her to much to blow her cover. We always had each others backs and that's never going to change. So is that so wrong? Personally i just want her to be safe. No matter the cost. It ain't over yet. This is just the beginning and it hurts. Any second i could be gone. I love this family. Ill always do. They made me feel whole here. And the hole from where my daddy died felt like it was recovering, but now I'm feeling like I've just be suppressing it. Where do i truly belong? I don't truly know where my Head stands, and with every decision i make. How do i know its the right one? This has been going through my mind all day. I just.. I just don't know. Is it true? blood is thicker than water? I don't know. Is there no place like home. I know where my heart stands.. I think. I grew up on the hills in West Virginia and that's all i know. I cant help but miss the real me. Which no one has seen yet. I don't know where to go from here. I'm on edge. Come on! I'm in foster care. I cant help but missing being me. How do i find my true identity when i cant be myself, because I'm terrified to fuck something else up in my life.. I wish i could just fly away and go higher than the mountains and be stress free. To feel the wind in my face and float as if i was invisible. Where no one knew me. I could be alone. Just be me. Where i could keep my thoughts as one instead of being mixed around in my head..