So how?
Happy?
Oh wait, you will never be right?
Cause like, whatever I do will never be enough for you.
You are just so fucking self-centred.
You always care about what you want.
What about what I want?
Come on ar.
I mean, I don't ask for much when I was growing up, did I?
No right.
So why can't it be that, maybe, just maybe, you let me have what I want happily.
This isn't much to ask for.
You just don't give a damn do you.
I'm holding back my tears.
Trying.
So so hard.
I want to be strong.
But what the hell.
Gosh.
I can't believe you.
I can't believe people like you.
Seriously, you did not have to do that.
Leave me 5fucking miss calls, and 2 freaking SMSes.
Like what the hell.
Scold me, scold me, scold me.
What do you think I am?
What am I to you?
A fucking disgrace of a child?
That you have t treat me this way.
Why?
Why treat us all differently when all I need is for you to treat me equally.
Just as equal as them all.
I'm not going to ever ask you what you want me to do to make you happy.
Because I know, you will ask for many.
Too much for me to handle.
But to know the fact that I question this myself.
Don't you think that I do care about making you happy.
About making ME happy.
Cause if you're happy, I will be too.
But if you're not, I too wouldn' be right.
But why is it you want me to make you happy, when you aren't making me happy?
I really don't know what to do.
If only you knew.
If only you knew.