This is LIFE!

Well, what should I say with this? Weak?? Meaningless? I love my life , I love all the things in my life. Even I hate the thing, but I am trying to love . But, I really did felt tired. I am not weak, just tired. The reason I have to walk by my legs, I have bath by my own self, I have to talk by my own voice, I have to fight with my family, I have to correct my younger brother and sister when they're min the wrong way! I could ignore them, and let them be what they want. But? THE ELDEST beside me , will keep nagging me, what should I do then? I hope I can run out from here one day, I didn't want to live like a robot!!!