The deepest depth of my soul are lonely and unhappy.
I feel sad,pensive and perplexed.
I want to cry.
Regretted that we are living in the same roof like strangers.
We talk less and less.
The distance between you and me are getting drift apart.
I don't remember since when i had stop calling you the word DAD.
DAD is hard to speak out without your love, your cares.
We are distant.
The house not longer warmth.
I dint talk much with my brothers.
We are having dinner together, but we are quiet and silent.
We are distant again.
I don't want to go home.
But i worry my mum and my sister.
They are the only apples i could pursuit in a desert.
I don't know who i am in the house.
I couldn't feel my existence.
I am so lonely.
