Random Thoughts..

Eversince I was a kid, I always have this unshakable desire to take away the sadness and bitterness in their heart. But, as I grow up I became so helpless whenever I look in their eyes, our whole life flashes in front of me.. that up to now I failed to do what I wanted for them.

During weekend and/or holidays when I should be spending time with my family, I chose not to go home. I couldn't stand the burden in my shoulders that it was too heavy to carry on. It was like their broken hearts had broken mine too.

I always walk away, say it being coward.. but it's the only thing I thought I could escape even for a while. But it seems like I really couldn't escape.. looking at other families I felt what was really missing in my life.