God, please answer my prayers...

Mummy had discharged from the hospital yesterday. She is having a speedy recovery.

But, I had a very huge quarrel with him last night. Something just got into me that I was throwing things around in my room.

I know all these are just too huge a burden for someone to carry. For you had chosen, you had to carry it with me.

Bearing with so much so that I am rather tired. How I wish I could shake off all my worries and move on with a fresh skin...

God, when is my turn to be a happy person with no worries?