she can make a very long list of things she really wants to do with a person called mom, but she doesn't have one.
she sees people who still have mom to lean on.
jealousy. hatred. the disappointment she felt. it's hurt but she don't tell anyone.
adding to her disappointment, they're not thankful of what they have.
she said, 'if i were them, i'll be more than thankful. i promise the best from me.'
'if i were them..'
until today, inside her, she still feel there is nothing more cruel than being ungrateful, because you hurt somebody else, who wish to have what you have now.
by not me
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