sometimes i wish i don't have brothers like mine. I keep taking care of your feeling. Trying not to hurt yours and not to make you mad at me. But you will and you were never understand that. I know what i did and i know what i have to do. Don't call me with anything that you want to call me. Its hurting me and will always hurt me. Im trying to make you guys happy but all i get is just your babbles and critics. Stop make me cry like a child. Im not a tears-waster. Please, begging you. I know im a lazy girl, but don't think that im a burden in this family. I'll prove to you one day I can be a woman, a succesful woman. If I could tell you this, then if you could just understand how i feel when you guys do that to me, Life might be easier and happpier. Thank you anyway.
For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others, for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Brothers and a sister
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