you drove me to my religious class since 8 years old and till now still, driving me there, and drive me home. at that time, i knewure the best. when i was 9 you started paking me food to school. sometimes i didnt even eat it cause im ashamed of doing it infront of my friends. when i was 10 i had a parents meeting session. i was ashamed too. cause of what youre wearing. then all the years passed. imagine, all the best days, best birthdays of mine when i was young and then all gone after the years i lived. this isnt whati expected. but then life is always unfair. i appericiate but why. no, please. but if you really have to. then. theres nothing i can do. every motion you do, theres a clue. yes im sad. no i dont hate.