They say Home is a destination for solace.
A place you come back to, to seek refuge away from the fast-paced urban city life.
Let your heart rest, and absorb the peaceful silence.
This Home, is not mine to be.
I just wish my mom will stop making herself miserable.
I just wish my dad will tell all the fucking truth.
Why can't they seek professional help?
Why can't these problems ever been fucking solved or even come close to an improvement?!
At such times, even a divorce does not sound like a bad solution to me.
Why does every single day with my family have to culminate into raging tension and deafening quarrels.
I love my parents, but they are breaking my heart.
I just wish...we could be a family again.
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