It's hard to live in a world where only that few number of people truly understand me, and when that few aren't inclusive of my parents. A part of me longs for home, and a part of me dreads it. Wish Theres somewhere where I could be who I am. Heaven is still so faraway... God, I think I've learnt enough, so would you do something? Not just for me, but for us... My threshold is just that big, and I'm really up to my limits. So God, before I hate home, could you do something?


From my fingertips