I’ve done everything you told me to. Studied what I really hate, left my friends, became an introvert. You’re in control of my life but I’m the disrespectful child. I’m the girl that hates everyone. I always get the blames even when I’m not at fault. All because I choose to voice out whenever you try to pour all your aggression on me. Years on years. I don’t know myself anymore. I feel nothing but anger all the time and worst part is, I’m too knee deep to leave because I don’t see where I’m going without you telling me what to do. I hate my life.