18 december 2019 ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

                                         A mind with Fake Hope.

it's 23.18 pm, i've been sad for a week now. 
been thingking about my decision... what happen next.
i don't wanna go back to that hell.. i don't wanna go home.
im scared, about the Reality... the Truth.
im not ready, i... i can't.
i can't do it anymore... im tired
i already kill my hope for my mother... i was respect my mother, until now
i have big responsibilty, and that responsibility is not my Fault at all...
im just a Victim... from a Broken Home
why me... why me... why me... i don't like this
this isn't my Fault. or is it? is it because of me?
because im born to this cruel world?
i... i can't
enough. please stop. just stop.
i don't want to go back.
i.. don't know anymore.

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it's 23.25pm....