Today , when I was searching for a book 📚 , I found a piece of paper, it was some writing that I wrote when I was learning English at primary school :
Being Alone
I love being alone ...
I want to be alone ...
Because that inspires me a lot ...
When I'm alone,
I remember my past ...
My laughs , my cries...
I think about my present ...
What I'm feeling, what I'm doing...
And I focus more than it worths ...
About my plans ...
Being alone helps me ...
Imagine my future ...
I even live my dreams...
That's the main reason
Why I love to be alone ...
However I know ...
That there is no time to be alone ...
My brothers , my parents ...
They always cut the silence...
They always cut my thoughts, my dreams...
There is no time to be alone...
' SADNESS '...
Well I think till now, I don't have the right to enjoy myself or to just be alone at home, my father always control me to study in my free time, my mother asks me to help her in the kitchen and she always say that I should learn to cook , and my brothers can't just stop bothering me ... 😞😞😫
Am I the only one suffering ? Will I have the liberty I'm searching when I get married 😂🤣🤣 ???
