I'm sorry..

Today was hell.

My mum forgot about my guitar class and I tak dapat pergi.
I was Damn pissed off mann.. Guitaring (next to poetry) keeps my sane!
I cranky the whole fucking day. The effects are still visible.

My cousins and Uncle Hashim came today. Imagine 9 Girls in from the age 2 to 15. I was the odd one. I wore all black whereas the 8 of them wore pick. I dislike pink.

I had an Argument with a new friend of mine. I said his name wrongly. He corrected me. And being cranky I said that I don't care. So if you know who you are.. I am so so so so so so so so terribly sorry. I hope to earn your clarity in the future.

Dear Mother.

You needn't lie to me,

Your intentions were too clear,

You wanted to see him,

Just for that; my heart you smear.

Dear Mother; can't you see?

All the pain you're giving me,

Can't you see it in my eyes,

Or do you prefer to believe my lies.

With this pen, I write,

Always hoping to see; light,

But you condemn me by not caring,

Unlike other mothers who are loving.

Dear mother; I wonder why,

Why do you believe my lies,

Aren't you a mother who can see,

All my lies right through me.

Everyday, I experience suffering,

As I go through life without understanding,

I wonder when; you'll ask, How am I,

I guess it's not going to happen; that's not a lie.

Dear mother; Who am I?

A question that makes me want to die,

This burden is too heavy to carry,

You should answer it before you're sorry.

Written by ~hayani
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