Monday, June 12, 2006
First, you took away my freedom by giving me a curfew,Now, you're taking away all my connections.
What have I done?
Jus because of the damn phone bill.
At first, I Love my family and home,
Now, I hate it.
Where have the Love gone to.
Hidden deep down in my heart.
The laughters I used to have here,
have all become tears.
The sofa I used to sit on,
is empty now.
My room,
Is where I am always.
Not wanting to see them,
a place where I hide.
I love to stay out,
because there's nothing much I can value here.
I love this place,
but there's no way I can express it,
so I chose to hate it.
Isnt it ironic?
I've got no idea why it's so too,
I'm feeling so confuse inside,
I can ask no one.