adapted.
note how i play with the font sizes. it's an expression.





what have i done?
what did i do wrong to deserve such treatment?
those questions swam in my mind.
i have raised him with much care and concern.
and did is what i receive in return.
i look at the mirror.
a scar on the right cheek.
an ugly face.
the eyes focused.
the birthmark on the forehead.
it reminds me of my father.
or his grandfather.
the person whom i have regarded as filth.
or even worse.
the eyes now zoomed out.
there was a repulsion.
the face was gone.
i now look at my family photo.
my son.
my wife.
smiling.
the photo gets soaked.
the smiles now look evil.
my son is demonic.
but i have been more cruel towards his grandfather.
very much more.







"no matter how much you hate ur father or mother. do not antagonize them. after all, they're still your parent. the more you hate them. the more ur son or daughter will hate you in the future." - azhar