Here I am, at the start again.

I feel suffocated when I’m in school. It’s almost as if I have no control over what I can do, and everything I do is being supervised. I don’t need someone to ask me if I’m heading to the library everyday, if I’m refilling my water or I don’t know. Sometimes I just wished that people know my background a little better.

I just need to study more because my family is what you call a low-income family and my father had passed long long ago. I refill water because I dislike sweet drinks. Sometimes I just need a break, from all the questionings and what’s not.

I don’t need sympathy or empathy, I just need to be treated like someone. I hope conscience eat your heart when you make all the insensitive comments and when you think about what you said.

Maybe not, you have no conscience.

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