I hate feeling like I’m alone when definitely I know a lot of people care and it’s me who keeps myself away. I hate it when I wanted to tell something but I refused to do so. I just think and feel like being not worth it. I hate it when I keep restraining myself of what I really feel because I’m afraid of what people think and the constant consideration if this is still right. I hate it when I feel like exploding of reasons I don’t know that keeps my heart heavy and peculiar. I hate it when tears just keep on falling and I end up with heavy eyes and colds. I hate it when my heart says I’m jealous but then my mind says I should not. I hate it when I miss them and I just can’t say I do. I hate it when I wanted them to be near me, but I don’t ask the favor because that would be too much. I hate it when I wanted somebody's company but at the same time I don’t want to give them my pain. I hate pretending that I am strong as I don’t want people I love be affected and be worried. I hate it when I know what I should really do but I remain the same. I hate it that I’m crying now. It’s just pathetic. Grrrr..