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Tuesday, March 4, 2008

You think I love living my life this way?
Getting drunk & high just to forget about what had happen lately.
To forget my problems.
To just let go of what happened.
To just smile & laugh && thinking that these would end.
the answer is NO.
I hate living this fucking,dreadful life.
To think about those sins & those problems i made.
To see you sad.
To see you hurt by your own daughter.
To think that i am hopeless.
To see that you hopes are broken.
To think that i am useless.
Yes, i ain't good daughter.
But still i am your blood & flesh.
I need your love & guidance.
You gave up your hope.
You gave up on me.
You ain't strong enough to see me living my life full of sins.
I know you knew what i have done lately.
You can't ask, cause i will be mad at you.
& i will scold you.
But eventually, you gave up easily.
How am i gonna survive alone.
I ain't strong enough.
I still need you.
Cause you are my MOTHER.
I love you.
I am sorry if i ever make you mad.
Or you go crazy cause of me.
What have i ever done to you.
I turned you to hate me.
I am not in a good state.
Kill me please.
Or don't ever regard me as your DAUGHTER.
I never ask much from you.
Just to love me equally like how you loved SISTER.
Please i beg you.

AinaKaijin