A Broken Piece
God knows how I want to have a good relationship with my brother but it seems like it was the hardest thing to achieve in my life. I can deal with my nagger mother, learned to listen inspite my hate for the topic being discussed, how I hate seeing how insecure she is to others and how she can't move on from the past. I already learned to love her imperfections but my brother's evilness, I just can't. Am I to blame for all of this? Is this my karma ? Am I not a good 'Ate' ? I've tried. God knows how I tried so hard to be good, to be the best Ate I can be to him. Am I this bad to deserve this? Of all people I've known, he's the one I'm expecting to care. The one I should be counting on things I cannot handle. He should be the one protecting me yet I found him the greatest rival I would have to deal for a lifetime. I'm getting tired. Getting tired of being disrespected, getting tired of not believing in, getting tired of dealing with such evilness