my vow
Harsh my foot.
It isn't.
I DO NOT want anything to do with my family.
Support wasn't there.
Encouragement wasn't there.
They, instead, choose to brag to others about how fine their kids are.
Yakkity yak yakkity yak...
I am NOT allowing myself to grin and bear through all that.
I don't care if it's a sin.
Heck, seriously, would you as a parent ask your child to climb a tree without giving you a ladder or a boost?
Yes, I know how much I abhor tuition, but if you want the best, shouldn't you offer the best too?
Don't you dare say that some people can so it without the help.
The thing is, people are different.
Like snowflakes, no two are alike.
And what kind of drug are you on to say "Well you could do it in your primary years, why not now?"
Are you mental??
Yeah yeah...So you claim to know what I'm going thru.
Do you really??
Really really??
Call me a wall...
So I hate you...
Call me a slut...
I'm more innocent than you really know...
Call me whatever you want...
I really don't care anymore...
Who are you to say that YOU were never this bad or rude?
Who are you to say that YOU didn't hurt your own parents?
Who are you to say that YOU respected them?
Only god knows.
Ask Him.
There are so many things that I just can't disclose.
So many things that I fear would make me seem like a scum of the Earth.
I never like to complain.
And I hate people who complain.
However
In another 10 gruelling years.
No more loose ends.
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