When i was younger, i didn't had the opportunity to understand much stuffs.
I didn't understand why things are the way they are now.
Kept verbally and visually away from all things known.

When i was younger, i didn't had the opportunity to understand much stuffs.
I had troubles concentrating.
I was told to study hard enough, get a job, and paid filthy.
But not told to learn how to live happily with guilt-free.

When i was younger, i didn't had the opportunity to understand much stuffs.
I witnessed the cremation of my late-grandfather.
Everyone in the room was crying, except me.
Not capable of reacting rightly like a person should.

When i was younger, i didn't had the opportunity to understand much stuffs.
I had three sisters.
One whom i shared room with, another two together in the other.
I was not told to know my family well enough to love.

When i was younger, i didn't had the opportunity to understand much stuffs.
I runs to my dad's room and he tells me many things.
Mostly turns out to be lies or if i would give him any of my wages in the future.
Not the kinds of talk in which i learn who i can trust and to love myself.

Those days has passed, Im beginning to understand.
And I can't stop crying from all the lessons I've missed.
It hit me hard like a hurricane and I can't adjust.

I have troubles sleeping at night occasionally.
So does waking up, a harder thing to do.

Self-love is just another out of the world question.