When all the people around you is so happy it just makes you wonder, "Why aren't I?" You just see them all huddled up together, so happy.
And it makes you ridiculous to think that, "How am I so stupid to feel so jealous of people being happy?" But when you think of it, being enclosed in your own home. It starts to get lonely sometimes.
Not that it was any way your parents fault, they're busy. You have to understand that what they're doing lands food onto the table, a roof under your head and a stable balance of money to stay financially stable for any wants.
You know that it's a necessity. You know it is.
But you just can't help but think. They're happy, why aren't I?
BINABASA MO ANG
REAH'S DIARY
RandomConveying my inner thoughts and feeling, rants, letting go of suppressing feelings and regaining the happiness that I once had.
