Tears

Tears are often shed when people you thought cared, understood and believed in you hurt you. Here i am... standing at 5'11" weighing about 85kg... sobbing like a little baby.

My heart is still aching while i am typing this out. Everything around me seems to be moving in the opposite direction. Smallest matter up to life & death situation, i am always the scapegoat, the one being blamed for everything.

No matter how i kept it inside myself, someone people would still keep stuffing me with all their craps and excuses. I keep letting them do it. Who knows that deep inside, i am just a wounded little child hoping to be hold in the arms of those who cherish his very existence.

Things don't happen overnight, you can't tell me you didn't mean to do this to me when you've been doing it all along. I am who i am today because of what i chose and what you did. It takes two hands to clap. Why can't you just be mature enough to at least share the blame? Mainly, i don't even want to blame it on you but you keep putting the blame on me and accusing me of being what you didn't expect me to be.

Have you ever thought that i've actually struggled along the way to be where i am today? Is it possible that i might have been dead years ago if i weren't what i am. It is who i was back then that brought me here today. At least have the decency of accepting me. Don't say you've nothing to do with what i am today. We all contribute to each other's existence, so happen that you weren't around much to contribute to that.

All i know is that my heart is shedding tears and its dripping on the wound that you've left me with. Agonizing me from within.