I don't really know what is about me that you don't like so much. But sometimes I think I can guess that and I always wonder about how if my guessing were true. It will hurt me and you instead. I mean, both of us will get hurt. How? Because I keep a grudge. Erk.

You know me better.

We don't know about the future but the way you tell me about my future is like my future really going down. Like, there is no other way for me to improve myself for a better person. You look down at me and it will never change. I bet it for sure.