the worst

this has been the worst fight yet.
all harsh words coming out.

and now i dont even know if things will get worse.
i walk towards rthe house door expecting a scolding that would at least make me feel better but no.. you open the door, not even looking at me and walk straight into your room.
i dont know who's in the wrong. but now, the anfger i have filling in me is really too much to take.
i wanna go away. to someone who takes more intrest in listening and understanding my explanations.
if u, as someone so close to me can completely ignore and disreegars how i feel.
now as i sit here, my throat is as dry as the desert and my tummy growling like a lion.
why? cos ur out in the living room and im too tired to face you today. hence, the food and drink that would cure my symptoms are so near yet so far away from me.
last night,for the first time in these 8 mths not talking to papa, i really wanted him, i needed him to open his door to let me in cos u wouldnt.
i feel like running out of the door cos living in this house without any communication with you is killing me.
i doubt you thought of what i was feeling when u ditched me at 2am.
i had to keep smiling and making myself laugh just to try to ignore that ache in my tummy.
for the first time, i hate you.
now, i hope my dehydrated body can just last me till i press the "puplish post" on the bottom of the screen.