I hate you.
Was the words I utter. I was, am hurt. And I don’t want to be a hypocrite and say that I am not. Because I am.
I never questioned you…I never asked. Because you help me and you were there when I needed a hand to hold on to. My respect to you was the respect I gave to my mom. You are family to me.
But one single question changes everything. And BOOM! everything just exploded. Confetti’s everywhere.
And the sad part is, I was not hit with the confettis. I was hit with shrapnels. Shrapnel of lies and each time it hit me…I begin to ask a question.
Was I really that bad? Am I a bad person?
It is true..people will never see the good you’ve done to them. All they can see are bad things…lies …a web of lies.
I did not react..because it would be immature to do so.
So I decide that…
It is time. Time for me to let go…let go of people who manipulates your happiness.
I thank you still. Because without your help I wouldn’t be here. Thank you for the shelter you unselfishly provide. The food, the time and all.