Hate Speech.

If you don't want to tell me, fine, keep it to yourself.

But at least tell me you're not comfortable sharing with me all this.

And mom, you don't add on either.

I've got enough from all this.

Today, i surrender. I won't fight anymore.

I see no more reason to uphold my dreams.

I feel hurt.

If it's my fault, anyone, if you think it's my fault,

Hit me and scold me. I don't care,

You tell me in the face i'm wrong.

Otherwise, leave me be.

I might turn off my phone today.

I might just decide i want solitude.

I might just decide the hurt quota's reached today.