There were times when it gets dark and I need your
light to guide me.
There were times when life's a bitch and I need your
words to soothe me.
There were times when merriment is in my eyes and I need your
smile to share it with me.


All of those times..
Are MY needs.


Sometimes I thought,
this existence, the gift that you gave me is pure.
but with a life that was tainted by prejudice and sarcasm,
born another that you claimed to be yours.


It has always been a burden.
A torture.
A hindrance.
ME.

It was never mouthed.
but I know.
I know because I felt it.


Sometimes I wish I could just go away.
far away so no one can care.
maybe it'll be better for you?

No more screaming.
at least you won't hurt your throat as much.
No more expectations.
at least one less person to have hopes on to.
No more migraine.
at least a whole lot lesser with only one child to think about.


Wouldn't life be easier if I'm gone?