I've been miserable. This was once a quiet house that I prefer. Just my mom, my dad and siblings. In just a few months, everything has changed. I just wanted to cry right now but I don't want everyone to worry. I prefer to cry alone somewhere. Only God will understand what I'm going through. I don't like some people in this house. I don't like their decisions and I'm not supposed to care. I prefer if they leave me alone and I think it can make everything much bearable. I'm tired of the noise. I'm tired that we're breathing the same air in the same room. I'm tired of their entire existence in house. I'm so tired of being here. I prefer if people care on what's your preference. People should respect each other's privacy. People should be respectful of each other's space. People should be polite and shouldn't distract other people in the house. I'm so tired of the endless cycle of frustration and disappointments.
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