+~The Drifting Past~+
Time has come and go...but if feels like an eternity for it to past. For years, I've yearn to be free from my depressing childhood's grip. To forget.....is hard and cruel thing to do when your past is what made you who you are.I was lonely...but I did't know until I realized that my parents would never come back for me. I was their 'junk'; they never thought about my future nor will they care if I was dead. For most of my childhood life, I thought that my parents are out there and busy. I've always thought that they would come back for me...and I will be waiting to say "mommy" and "daddy". But that day never come...whether I like it or not. My life has been a lie.......I've always been living based on my hope and dreams. Never did I know that I was only wasting my time to think that I will never have the word "parents" or "love".

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