A men called FATHER

Father?

Dad?

Papa?

Daddy?

Does he alive? Does he know that I'm still here waiting for him to give his love to my family?

Does he ever show his cares to my family?

My mum, my sisters and my brother, do you ever feel what I feel right now?

My friends. What do you know about my problem? About me. Myself.

My love, what do you know about my feelings? Your trust is not mine. You didn't trust me at all. But, I know perhaps it was my mistakes to lose all your trust.

Dad? Do you ever have a feeling to give your concern to my family?

Dad. I hate you. You know why? Because you have leave my mum alone. You have made her to cry by her own. You have made me cried. Cried without nobody knows. And now, I'm crying too. While I'm writing this entry, my tears have gone. Gone with you dad. For the past 9 years, you leave us. With no care.

Fragile? Yes. Everybody do. Heartbroken? Indeed!

You neglect us. Live happily with your new spouse and your new comer in your house.

Luckily we manage to survive.

Because of my mum, I still can eat something good every day. Because of her, I still can breathe today and because of her, I'm stopping crying.

Patience is everything. She taught this to me for these 9 years. 9 years I live without you by my side.

Mum, what is living for? And what is dying for? For a glimpse of your smile, I will do both. I LOVE YOU.

I promise mum, I won't cry anymore. I'm a man. And big enough to think. Thank you mum.