it's one thing to be occupied with your new life, new friends, new responsibilities.

but it's another to take what you had for granted.

i'm standing here, feeling very hurt. not only because you don't bother to acknowledge me and my life anymore, but also that you are not even civil to me.

i don't mind just listening to you rant about the happenings in your life, cos at least u're talking to me.

the thing is, that doesn't even happen much these days.

i know to you i'm just a mean sister, who is excruciatingly demanding and unreasonable, someone u'd dispense your generosity to. but when i come into your room and sit quietly on your bed my intention was just to find out how you are. and you don't even give it a chance for conversation to flow. instead you cut it all short with a ridiculous outburst that led me to cuss and that probably just proved your point once again - that i'm just a uncouth bitch who can't express herself as eloquently except to cuss.

you have all of my blessings to go, move on and experience all that life has to offer you now. however, i am dying down here plagued by all my troubles and deepest anxieties that i can't seem to tell anyone but you.

but you'd probably think i'm making a mountain out of a molehill anyway. drama queen.

sick of it all. shall take my leave now and let you lead your life. goodbye