Emo queen is back?

What is this all about? I dunno what am I writing this. Frustrated perhaps. I'm so tired of being misunderstood.

So first was my mum, then my brother, after that my dad too... And now? Joshua. AWESOME! Husky voice or low key doesn't mean I'm mad or speak in frustration okay? I really am frustrated right now. I seriously don't understand. Yes I know the way I speak sometimes like damn rude but fucker! I didn't fucking mean it alright?! Sentence construct wrong also kena. Chao cibai eh! I was just talking normally, no mood fluctuation also kena. WHAT THE FUCK?!

Called Vinod just now and I guess I shocked him a lil because I sensed the way he spoke to me was a lil cautious. Sorry I had to cry on the phone because I was really tired of being accused for something I didn't do. Joshua didn't know I cried cuz of that argument we had. I feel sorry it had to be that way because that was the second time he accused me. I know you're not happy because you lost your wallet but it doesn't you can just blame the world.

Think back I still feel sorry for myself. It's like things I say always being taken the wrong way. Nan jeongmal ihaega an dwaeyo! Wae?! Wae geulesso?! Naega michyeogago isso!

Forget it. I'm big people. I don't wanna argue with whoever. Let them be... Not worth my time... Fuck you haters!

My Confession

Have you ever cried so hard you can barely breathe?
That the pain inside your heart fully consumed you?
Like a fire burning.
You tried to hold back your tears but it kept coming down,
Just Unstoppable.

Family issues are often complicated,
I took it seriously but acted like it didn't matter.
Not voicing it out doesn't mean I don't care,
I was just trying not to lose it.
Yet no matter what I do no matter what I say,
I'm just a pain in your ass who gets in your way.

Sometimes it just doesn't make sense to me,
Am I the problem?
Or izzit you the one who made mr the problem?
It seems to me that nothing,
NOTHING I've said pleased you.
What is wrong?
With you or with me?

I really hate it when I'm misunderstood.
But God knows how many times shit happened,
So many times I just wanna get the hell outta this place.
It was never my intention to makes you mad,
Somehow my face alone drives you insane.

You always think I'm wasting my time doing things I wanna do,
You always disapprove.
You never listen but you always judge.
Why the hell I tried so hard to impress?
Being on the edge of breaking down but you won't even look my way.

I guess I've finally found my mind,
To finally see the true colour and what you're like.
Forgive for what I'm gonna do,
Like I said it was never my intention to drive you cuckoo.