F. Life.

Why wasn't i born into a filthy rich family, and still have to suffer from allergy sicknesses like asthma, sensitive skin, allergic rhinitis, which lead to incompetent lips, mouth breathing, anterior open bite, etc. Why do i have to see my bank account dwindle since the day i thought i was ready to face the world myself. Why do i have to depend on myself since the day i started work, and even contributed to the household, although for awhile only. Why do i now have to see myself through varsity. Why does she say that if i needed help with school fees i can approach her. Why does she then ask if i'm planning to return her the money. Why does he leave the room, or even worst, the house, with the lights and fan still on. Why does my dear brother, whom i celebrate my 1st birthday with when he was 3, can get about life waking up late, lazing, playing games, giving the occassional tuition to a P6 dyslexic and still own a 2wheeled private vehicle. Why does god wanna fuck around with me so much. For all these im going through, i swear my bank account will make a come back 2 years on.