posted : Thursday, January 21, 2010
title : Hurt.
H U R T . Dear mum. Do you know how i feel? you only think of urself dont you? you know how hard i tried to be your dream daughter? trying hard to make you happy at every seconds? try being your favourite daughter? Tried being the best out of me? but i simply just cant. Issit so hard for you to accept that? Why cant you be like other people's mum? eventhough with grandchildren around, they still spent time w their daughter. You? Hell no. Spent your whole daywith your favourite cucu. Do you know how i feel? Do you even bother? I dont know mom. What do you expect more from me? I stopped mixing with those bad influence just because of you. Hurting enough huh? No, you dont feel how i really felt. Your own daughter. Your flesh and blood. Im sorry that i burden you alot these days. That 16 years of broughting me up. I appreciate it alot. Im sorry that i say "pukimak" and "sial" to you. Im sorry that I shouted at you. im sorrry, mom that i cant be the daughter that you wanted most. I m j u s t s o s o r r y m o m. Yours truly, F i e f i e G e e k |