Everybody wanna try to box me in Suffocating everytime it locks me in Paint their own pictures than they crop me in But I will remain where the top begins Cause I am not a word, I am not a line I am not a girl that can ever be defined.
You heard her story, you see her countenance, but you don't know the inner truth. Her views, her say, she limits it all 'cos there's always secrets to life.
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Wednesday, June 27, 2012
Utterly Heartbroken
Upset. Upset to the fact that I don't understand myself. Upset that I don't understand things happening around me. Upset of being in such bewilderment, for God knows how long. And I'm utterly upset especially when there's something wrong happening in the family. I just realised, Mama is as emotional as I am. She can be as moody as she can be. I don't mind all that but I'm hurt, very hurt when she doesn't wish to talk to me. Ignored me, like I'm not her daughter. I've got nothing else to say.
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