4 - 6 years ago,
I was like between 13 - 15 years old.

I hated the world
The criticism...
The biasness...
The favoritism...
The comparison...

But then again,

I love my cousins
The trouble we get into together
The nonsense stuffs we did
The nonsensical lies we made
The imagination which keeps running wilder than wild
The songs we would sing till my Dad woke up to kaobei

All of these are childhood memories that would flash through my mind once in awhile.


But then again,
I still love my cousins

I still loathe the criticism
the biasness
the favoritism
the comparison


But!
I couldn't care less about the things I loathe
Why?
Because it's never gonna change the way they look at me
No matter how hard I try