ure over senstive, over emotional, that explains why your world swirls so much, your mood swings so much, and things never gets into control. but its a good thing.

the reason why i had slammed the piano today till my fingers hurt.
i wanted to shut out her voice, i wanted to shut out the feeling.

i wanted the whole house to be drowned with my music, so i'll be the one with the control.

i still feel so numb about everything. though the war was over.
i felt sorry for my sissy, cos she dont deserve it at all.

i understand, cos i was once like her. and im her sister.
i understand how isit to have someone scream at you over trivial matters, when there are tons of reasons boiling inside which you do not dare let out.
i understand how isit to shut yourself in the room and cry, when the rest of the family is laughing outside.

i understand, that's why im not laughing along with the rest.

i hate being the middle child.
i hate being a girl.
i hate the way people find me lucky that my family is so fabulous, but i feel otherwise.

dont ask me why.
dont preach me either.

i dont want to listen to any goodygoody comments, cos im not like that.
and i dont wana care. so, dont make me.

nobody wants to bring me to ikea, and nobody can follow me there either.
why is everyone mugging? WHY?