Me

Enough of grandpa. Enough of my family.

Now it is about me. I will be sent to Australia next year to further my study. Is it really what I want? Everything about me is being arranged. I just need to walk the path that everyone around me says. My parents thinks those are the best ever things for me to learn, to study, to do. I feel like a robot.

I wish to be dad and mum's good girl and I do, I am. Do they ever appreciate what I have done? Do they ever notice about my feeling?

I am not happy, I don't have a happy family, and most of all, I don't have a life of my own.