Saturday, June 5, 2010
Life? 
Thanks for all the mental and physical torture that you've put me through.
Thanks for telling me how much I preferred fun over studies when I've never played truant or got any bad result before when I am in college.
Thanks for making me cry every single time I'm with you.
Thanks for drowning me with the pressure that YOU are being flooded with.
Thanks for all the profanity that you've been labeling me with, but in case you didn't notice, every single abusive word that you've tagged me with is all written in my diary just so I will never forget the way you have mistreated me.
What did I do to deserve all these?
I studied so hard, and this term I got the chance to take an extra subject, which no one else in the same term did.
I thought that would make you proud.
This is only the first week, and I could almost feel the oppression already.
But did you even bother to ask if I could cope?
LOVE is something that I've never got the chance to perceive in a persisting manner.
I hate myself for trying to pretend to be so happy on the outside till the degree that barely anyone bothers to ask if I'm actually alright.
It's as though people only love me for the cheerful side of me, and they will steer clear of me once they get to see the other side.
No one listens.
Probably because I never spill any of my pent-up feelings.
Does that mean no one truly understands me?
I acted psychotic sometimes, but that was all because of the stifled feelings and thoughts I had in me.
But instead of helping me get myself back together, you only know how to worsen the situation by yelling and threatening me.
You can only see your own problems, what about mine?
You keep accusing me of doing things I NEVER DO.
You can only see the negative traits in me.
THIS IS ONLY SO MUCH THAT I COULD TAKE.
ONE DAY, YOU WILL BE ABLE TO FEEL THE HURT AND AGONY THAT I'VE BEEN GOING THROUGH BECAUSE I BELIEVE IN KARMA.
It's just the matter of time before I disappear from your life.
:)
Eaten @ 1:48 AM |
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