Life was hard being an only child.
It was the loneliness that bothered me; of not having anyone to goof around with, have secret midnight talks behinds everyone's backs ,being an idiot who enjoy her own life without even care what people say.
But that's just my own stupid dream. Why I can't have my own life!
Why life is so cruel at me despite being temporarily banned from friend because of my weight. Being a thick girl maybe was not the good idea.
Plus being only child. Lonely .
To my amazement the words just right together. Fit together.
My parents is always supportive, caring and tried to make me feel less isolated at all times..... but that was before dad tragic death and mom broke down.
That day was one of my worst day ever. Being alone in a cold room, crying for comfort but turn to be nightmare and no one were there when I feel needed. Why? Why! I just don't understand, am I not worth it to live a good life.
Oh, when I says one of my worst day maybe you were wondering if there's more my worst past. Well, it just your luck maybe there are. Not just one nor two but plenty of it, but I rather not to tell.
Plus, beings an unwanted person would be judgemental. Maybe it was the reason that I started to feel a little of obsession towards the moon..
It all started with I'm trying to cut myself because all the argument with my mother and my new father A.K.A
my new stepfather, having a problematic family was hard to me.
All I just want is to feel loved by my own family, but the moon give me something that everybody doesn't gives to me except my late father ;the moon give me all of comfort as if it listen all of my desire, hope, pain and even my problem. Maybe others people may think that I'm crazy but like I care what even they saying at me. I'm not fucking care about , I'm just too depress and tired for being a fake person than what really I'm. Ignore what they says may be easy but to live like an invisible person, it just tiring me.
