YOU
i hate it every time i have to see your face.
i hate to talk to you.
i dont hate you but im sorry,
you make me hate you.
you leave me with no choice,
to hate you or to hate seeing you.
you say things that make me so angry.
but i dont tell you these
i keep these things inside
so that when i reach home or when im alone
i can laugh them off
so they wont hurt me inside
then ill smile about it
and tell myself that its okay
ive tried my best
its okay if they dont see what ive put it
its okay if they think i suck
and that im talentless
and hopeless
as long as you know ive done your best
i think thats all that matters.
what i say wont change a thing about you.
what i say dont matter.
and there's always some bad thing that you have to say about me.
but dont take my silence as a weakness,
be grateful that i respect you as an elder
and that anytime you're gonna pass on
and make the world a better place
im sorry but hey
the truth hurts.

and you,
you of all people.
youre supposed to be my shoulder to cry on
but if you make me cry
who's shoulder should i choose?
and i have to plan early
like whom im gonna spend my 21st birthday with
when you're away
im not blaming you if you have to leave
you do what you gotta do
but im just being a nuisance
how can you stand me
are you even willing to bear with me for the rest of you life
if God permits us to be together
till the end of time

and you,
you emo momo
kanasai.
shut up
and study.
if you dont meet your goals,
who's the one who'll be crying her eyes out?
mum will think you've been playing around too much.
and stop you from doing activities
then you say no
its not the activities that make you fail
then what?
maybe youre just stupid.
but stupid people dont go to uni.
oh really?
then maybe youre just lucky to end up here.
and wasting your parents money.
and maybe its true what they say
that youre good at nothing,
except netball and rowing.
go do something about your life, pls.
before you eat worms and die.
ure so morbid.
but so is life.