tired

i don't mean to be disrespectful, but at times, i get sick and tired about all this things too..

Having two maids at home but doesn't feel like any.

Walking around the houses stepping on ants and cockroach.

HOw am i suppose to handle this shit?

I learn to stop yelling and pissing at her,

thinking all this drama would stop.

BUT, i guess her side was different and she got worst.

i Don't know to get mad. or to be pity.

But what i know is, i might go mad.

This is my holiday, and i wanna spend it all i can here.

You're the reason i missed all the gathering,

and now you say i have no friends.

To have a BBQ, you were all unhappy.

but yet to think of it, nobody might turn up.

Only those who are family.

Have you ever thought how i felt about it?

Years and days of al the drama,

but yet things just got worst.

Carol asked me a Question yesterday,

and i didn't know how to answer her.

At times i really wanted to speak it out,

to the man of the house who wears the skirt.

The lost of the beloved i do understand,

what i also know was the impact on you.

All i could do was hide what i felt,

because showing it, would make you worst.

I'll say you selfish, and a very damn one.

But who is it to blame, as you are different.

I wanna yell and ask you to grow up,

but i know it's not gonna work,

as someone has tried it for 30 years,

what more someone else like me?

I can't do anything but blog about this,

knowing it's not gonna benefit me.

but it's like my little diary here.

So ignore it if you feel it's worthless.

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