Saturday, March 27, 2010 11:30 PM
Agony
Deep agony.
With conjunction of Earth Hour.
I was so happened to dropped by to Sunway Pyramid.
The jam was major.
The cars were packed.
The people was a lot.
But I was missing something,
compassionate and unconditionally love.
I have that, just the absence of it was tormenting me.
The feeling of anguish and suffocation in me felt like fire burning
and a thousand knives pierced through my heart.
This sucks, I miss her.
My family is falling into pieces,
one day sooner or later I'm just gonna be gone.
Not knowing when and where.
But I won't stay under this roof for long.
The word "Peace'' do not exist in this house.
This home a place I call home ain't no home no more.
There's always an argument,
there's always judgemental towards something.
Not once I've heard,
Good, you've made a good choice towards what you want to do.
It's always comparison and hatred.
Where will yelling end up? What's the outcome?
So what you can yell? What happens when you hit me?
Do you feel good? It is me there's always the problem, the trouble?
Have you ever asked yourself what I'm doing is right
or wrong?
I need a person that gives me support, and will advise me with
calm and mentally control in them.
Not a person who only knows how to shoots out Fuck and Stupid.
What will this do? Is fuck a good word to use on your children?
Calling your children Stupid makes you feel smarter?
What's the answer to all that question?
So what If I go out at night? So what if I have a girlfriend?
Does it really matter? Does it kill you?
I know how to handle my time properly,
know my priorities.
I've never made my own money before,
so then whatever I do with the money have always been an issue to it.
FOR ONCE, FOR ONE FUCKING GOD TIME,
I'm making my own money in a part time job,
just to satisfied my own style of living,
what is the big deal of it?
This is just getting sickening by the day,
I cannot live in this house anymore,
I am after all, suffering in deep agony
