My Family doesn't love me,
They'll get mad whenever I commit little mistake,
They always ignore what I'm doing
They are not proud of me.
I am just 16 year old girl
who needs attention of my parents.
I'm doing everything to make them proud
but it seems that it's getting worse.
I remember the time when I was in 2nd year highschool,
When my teacher is about to announce to my fellow
classmates who are the lucky students who got honors,
I'm so happy when I heard my name on the list,
I rushed home immediately to tell that good news
to my parents and to let them know that I am doing
everything I can just to make them proud of having me
as their daughter.
It's graduation day, program is about to start,
I'm searching for my parents but I can't find them
I'm the only student who doesn't have any companion
in the marching of the students who got honors,
All people are staring at me, I heard someone says
"kawawa naman sya, wala ung parents nya" but I
ignored what people are saying.
At the middle of the program, I saw my aunt.
My Mother sent my aunt to have someone to hang my
medal on my neck.
After hanging my medal on my neck, she went home.
She left me all alone.
From that time on, I don't want to expect anything
from my parents.
Everytime they are arguing,
My Father always tells me that I am not his daughter
and he is not my father.
It always flashes back on my mind, suddenly, my tears
are falling without being noticed.
You can see me laughing or smiling
but behind that happy face is a thousand tears hiding.
I don't want to let others see those tears, so
I just keep it.
I want to focus on my studies but no one inspires me.
Sometimes, I asked God, why have you forsaken me?
no one loves me,
no one even cares,
I hate myself.
But I realized and I always think that
I'm here, alive, I don't want to waste my life,
I'm lucky because I'm still alive unlike those
people who wants to live longer but they can't.
I think God has plans for me and I must believe
and trust in him.
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