armful of tortured lilies

As much as possible I don't want to air my feelings through this blog site.

But guess what? I'm gonna burst it out today.

Sometimes when something gets too heavy,

you'll be left with two choices: carry it on, or put it down.

I chose the lather...

I never heard you said you were happy with me. NEVER.

I never felt you appreciated the things I did for you.

Or have I ever done something to you?

You never saw anything good.

Nothing positive.

I understand your need to express your emotions in public.

But should that be always about my mistakes?

I HAVEN'T HEARD YOU SAY YOU WERE PROUD OF ME.

Well, who is anyway? NOBODY.

Wake up!

I should have been gone a long time ago if I don't care.

Well, c'mon! Couldn't you see any better than that?

They know. AND it shows.

But you are TOO BLIND to see that.

Or you should I say that YOU REFUSED to OPEN UP YOUR EYES on that.

Am I being too emotional?

I don't even give a damn.

NOT A FRIGGING PIECE OF CARE.