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.
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