Every moment I think what right is. I am searching some answers of some questions. After getting an answer, I am disappointed. I am not a good son. I get that answer. But I am not feeling bad because I never image me as a good son. I know I cant express my unknown story. But they never ask me what I actually want. Though I always want to give them some peace, I can’t give it because of some psycho problem. They don’t understand me and will never understand me. However I don’t know what to say or do. I am just a child who will not be a perfect son. But I want to be a better human.
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