I wonder you ever worries about me in the same way you worries about my sister and brother.

I know you were, but I doubt you are.

All I hear from your call is how you worries about my brother and sister,

and how that makes you live in hard life.

Mom, I am having tough life too.

But, you never ask me.

I guess I am not deserved to hear all your grievances and complains.

I am sorry to tell you this, but mom, I am not a strong  super girl.

Everyday, I break down.

Everyday, I cry.

Everyday, I stand up alone.

Everyday, I speak up for myself.

AND, NOBODY IS THERE FOR ME.

I AM GOING THROUGH HARD TIME ALL THE TIME.

but I never expect someone to be there for me.

BUT I WISH.

I pray.