can everything in my family just stop?
stop the shouting,stop the quarreling.
i have enough.
is this a place i call home?
i doubt so.
it seems more like a place for me to sleep and use my com.
i guess it's call a hotel.
why can't we just talk nicely?
why do we have to shout across the house?
Mum,can you ever talk nicely to me and brother?
you want us to respect you.
but have you ever gave us the respect we want?
i guess no.
my memory of a happy family stops at the age of five.
from then on,all i remember is the fights we have.
why mum and dad never bother to listen to what me and brother have to say.
there's no warm in this house.
all i get is the coldness of it.
i rather not be home.
so i wont have to quarrel with them.
i did many things to seek for your attention.
but i never get to get your attention.
i give up.
now i no longer need your attention.
everyone around me,
ask me to try talking nicely to mum.
but no matter how hard i try,
we will end up shouting.
as years goes by,i chose not to speak anymore.
i rather stay in my room,and not face her.
there are many times,i want tell you things about me.
but when you start raising your voice,
i chose not to say a word.
when you ask me,why i don't tell you anything,
i just look at you,and walks away.
i no longer know how to talk to you.
Mum,Dad,all i want is you both just listen to what me and brother have to say for once.
just once is enough.
will we get the chance to tell you how we feel?
i doubt so.