a lost child

Dear whom brought me to this world,

I wish you didn't.

I wish I wasn't born in a place like this, a place I used to call home.

Haven't you realize how much I have changed for the past years?

How insensitive and rebellious I have become?

How my emotions rise from true happiness then fall to real depression?

How I tend to look away and shut myself out whenever you tried to say something that might disowned me?

How I can't stop plotting and attempting suicide behind your back?

How fast I run away from you or how slow I walk that you might lose me in the crowd?

How less amused I have become, nothing including life interests me anymore?

How I wish I was in a different home with a different family?

Or how hard I worked my ass off, anything to get me far away from here?

Dear whom raised me in this world,

You have bred a monster.

hopeless thinking

I was hoping it would be different this time.

But it's okay.

I'm finally learning to accept that nothing good will ever happen to a girl like me.

letting go

Letting go is never easy.
But it has to be done at some point,
When what it does is only holding you back and bringing you down.

post reminder

Life is not about having what you really want.
But accepting what already has been, right in front of your eyes.