A sense of unease

When your life is that in the hands of another person will think of many things the first suicide to get rid of this person, this is now felt toward my father is the one who decides everything, and what to do, but not all parents, such as a sense of fear, but to do so a sense of ownership, this increase the sense of me day after day, I do not want to write details of it remains etched in my heart bathymetric not be forgotten that the reason I do not know what to do with him when I am alone is to speak my heart is not with me despite everything I do, however, tired of my life with him

Why does not feel us, and why my mother that bore bad for us, why not stand against what I felt in spite of all my success and my happiness with anyone else I feel it is not with him. , Sometimes I feel I must speak with him but for me to see a man does not understand anything do not know anything

Tired Tired Tired Tired Tired Tired

أرجوا أن لا يعلق أحد علي هذا البوست فأنا لا أنتظر من أي أحد أياً كان أن يشفق علي