it was again the redundancy of my life. im like this cat without an owner. its 330 in the morning and i just saw myself on slippers, a dirty knapsack with one shirt and my cologne walking down a damp street of nowhere.
felt like i have nowhere else to go. there may be places that might welcome me but there's no place like my own bed. and i cant be on it right now. same old shit. my drunk uncle has done it again. i cant make my mom worry. i cant just runaway like this and go to my mom... squawking. im old enough to... get imprisoned. :( or be killed i guess. i cant go to che's house. basta... im all tied up.
when will all of this end? when will my relatives believe that im losing my life coz of this scumbag? tonight... the terrifying thought of who lives before daylight is crawling on my back. and no exaggeration intended. he tried to kill me before. unfortunately, he was the one who got hospitalized. the story again... is still happening.
i badly needed a house. but then, before working on it... i have to give up the things that i have right now to earn fast and easy. no social life. no music. *dear lord.. i dont want to be a call center agent anymore.. no offense meant*
i am totally confused. and tired of my life. i cant be pathetic forever.
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