I am not weak. I control my tears. But...
I was ten in a boarding school where the kids hated me. I was bullied, mocked for being the goody two shoes but amidst all those I studied.
Just cause dad wanted me to.
All those people and their thousand ways to humiliate me. I tolerated all those for five years, just cause my parents wanted me to.
I am not sure how that small ten year old heart tolerated all those because 17 year old as hell couldn't.
And then got a good score, with the good score came a good university.
Praises from all directions.
Family happy check
Relatives happy check
Neighbours envious check
Other parents jealous check
Cousins hating me for the goody two shoes check
My mental health not check.
Those scores those marks those years of hell, I am not sure why me.
And my future isn't gonna change.
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