Reality

Reality is cruel. People keep saying to me to be positive and patient and that everything would be alright. The fact is, it would not and they know that. To a point you've got to be positive, but you've just got to be realistic. Anyhow, I'm grateful to have people around me supporting me and never failed to give me advices. I'm thankful dear God.

I was told that today is already the 4th trial. I wonder for how long would this come to an end. It seems never ending. He just don't wanna let go. I don't know what he actually wants. He did try to win over me, but truth is I never give a damn. It's just too much. I can't take it anymore. For god sake, enough with the 20years of lies. And some other small little things that I reckon he should have known, but he just don't give a damn.

I'm a human being, not a toy. I do have feelings. You just can't buy me with money or any other material. For all these while, you replaced everything with money and you thought everything was fine and I'm happy with it. Truth is, I've never been happy. How I wish I could tell all these right on your face. But I'm just too weak. Too weak. You would see tears instead of words. All I could do is to keep silent. Silence doesn't mean I'm okay with everything. I hope you would realize your mistakes one fine day and we'll be good. It won't be the same as before, but it would be better. Till then, bye.