all pent out rage is out.....regret? might later but at this moment my heart aches more than ever.....people always sees the bad thing that one do but never really see or care to remember all the good thing. that is what is happening here........not just any people but own flesh and blood. been bottle up everything but today everything is out but still in the wrong.....what more do I have to endure? keeping quiet all this while but still want to make me the bad person all over....
she is the saint...she is the best..she is the one that listen....I'm the bad one...the one who rebels...the one that always lash out all the bad stuff.....
the truth....only Allah knows....how much sadness and loneliness, how much pain I have go through.....
did I asked to be like this? I've keeping quiet and this is what I have to accept? beaten up...like a rag doll, bitten up like a bone, what am I?
