F(uck my whole fams)

Hey.
My mood is not good lately so...this post might be a little sad and dark and whatever but there is no light. (if you know what i mean)

I have an issues since last week. About...well, if I’m allowed to brag out...my family.

A house; a home. You have yours, right? That place is supposed to be warm, not cold like it was made from an iceberg. That place is supposed to be safe, not making the people inside feeling so insecure just by staying. I thought, it happened to my house; or home. I want to go. I want to escape. I just don’t have a chance. Because that place is where my family is. When you get more mature and grown, you will understand. What’s wrong with the people? What’s happening between your parents? What makes you feel so insecure? If you think about it again, as the atmosphere darkening, you will know; and understand.