this day sets it…

I wish I have a box where I can put all the emotions inside…

so whenever I can keep this negative emotions, I can easily buried it inside and keep it aside…

just like that…

I hate every piece of him, I hate the very own person who gave life to me…

I hate that I have to call him Dad everyday it want me to puke…

I hate that I have to come home and see more of him…

I hate that I still stay despite everything he had done…

I hate that she is hurting my Mom…

I hate him… to the moon and back…. 

Can I just throw everything?

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