The story of my everyday life

06-26-17

Monday. 8:17 pm

Tomorrow is the start of classes.

Tired of feeling of pretending.

I hope tomorrow is a rainy day.

I hope there's no fall in line in school.

I hope everyday is a rainy day.

No sun.

No loud people.

Cold air.

Only the noise of the rain.

I hate going to school nor staying in house.

But what else can I do?

I am just a teenager that is depending on my parents money.

Last day my father gave us 1,000

But Instead of buying something just for myself,

I bought things that they needed or soon to be needed.

I dont want to be selfish at THEIR own money.

They maybe gave us money.

But the truth there is,

That is their money.

Everything I eat from their food and money,

I'm always quite and less to eat.

I am ashamed by the truth that everything in me is

From them.

They are my parents yet I still being so careful on my actions,words and the way I eat.

I never request a money from them.

I just let them give me any amount on my wallet.

They didn't hear any complain nor problem when it comes to me except to my lazyness.

I am lazy.

But I still manage to do the things they want me to do in household chores.

The lazyness that I'm talking is me.

I am careless.

I am lazy to get my ass up from bed.

I seldom clean my room.

It is just about me, myself and I.

But when it comes to them,

They are my priority.

Even they can't feel it.

I am hurt and tired everyday.

But no one knows.

Because the only me can only know about that.

I hate myself.

I hate myself for being like this.

A year ago, I am actually a super careless person.