ever thought to yourselves,
"hey, maybe she's like that because of us."
"maybe, she rather live alone, away from us, because of us."
"maybe, she smokes, drinks, and makes herself utterly, wild,
because of us."
the yelling, the screaming, the beating, the name-calling,
is only going to get her far away from you.
she's done with both of you fucking up her happiness everyday.
she's sick of waking up to a day she knows, is only going to be worse.
she regrets those moments she chose to be close to you.
because distance would have toned down the hurt.
she's sick of having to hold back her tears everyday,
till her head feels like it's going to burst,
till she gets fever, and has to pop four pain killers to take the pain away.
she's tired of hiding her feelings in her,
so that you wouldn't have to feel guilty,
so that the boy she loves, doesn't feel sad too,
because unlike you both,
she cares about how you feel,
and she never wants to see you hurt.
because she loves you though she can't show it
you say you love her,
but nothing is being proven.
so don't blame me for the mistakes in your life.
i know for one thing if God didn't put me here,
your lives would be different.
and my life would be a whole lot less painful.
you used to say you love me,
you should wish i was never born
this is so cool.
my aunt ann kept our family's ancient photographs.
and i mean, ancient.
so we all know i have chinese in me right,
well..
meet Loh Ah Lip
my GREAT GREAT GRANDFATHER.
:)
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