Favorkhaoya

so my therapist asked me, 'What are you thinking?  Do you wanna talk or write?' Staring at the blank page,  Lost in the warm tea, My mind wandered to the last thing I will ever write! My suicide note!! I am a disappointing daughter, Prolly not as neat and fast in the kitchen, Prolly with no chance of being 'a woman of the people ' Prolly will never be the genius ,logical nor creative daughter.  I am a terrible friend, Lone company gives me more joy than friends,  I feel more secure with my walls than without them! So I push away those who try breaking them. I am an awful lover;  Past mistakes hold me back from giving my all, Why let someone call me "mine" When in real sense I am still caged to myself? ? Reasons to live give reasons to die! Or so I believe  But I don't have enough reasons to die So I am not gonna write this suicide note At least not today and  not any time  soon. And I look back at my therapist, 'I was thinking about how to prepare...

Dear Santa That's what kids call you right ? All I want for Christmas is a reminder!! In this season of mistletoe!  Remind me the reason is the crown of thorns, And it's more than new clothes and fancy hair. In a world where holding out my middle finger feels safe, Remind me to stretch out my arms and give love . Because love ain't a weakness!it's just unexplainable  Whenever I feel like a rumour  Remind me the strength in grapevine communication  Put me out of my mystery  Remind me that all will be okay  And as a guarantee,  I won't be on the naughty list By Favor khaoya