When dad complains abt mum always sleeping(while she's still sick),
the raging anger burn in me.
I'm tempted to talk back.
I hold it in.
Letting it eat me inside out.

When mum says its gona be her time soon.
I seek refuge in my room.
Holding back the tears which soon starts to flow.
I don't want to lose her.
Not now.

When bro scolds me for not being around at home.
To look after my mum when she's sick.
The fire burns.
I talk back.
It soon turn to shouts of anger.
And ends up in my rage.
With tears streaming.
And things being flung.

When i look at VBI.
Expressionless.
He acts as though nothing was wrong.
i salute him for that.
For being so strong.
For not showing it until he was alone.
i wonder why i can't be like him.
Then i realize i know why...

I do the things i do for a reason.
I don't care if it hurts others anymore.
I now only care if it hurt my family.
I'm sorry.
But thats my reality.
Accept it or move on.
Its your choice.
Cos i've made mine.