I always wonder am I a living shadow of my mum... Im born to be her puppet. After all these years living behind her shadow, I felt Im so vunerlable when I have to face the world alone. She claims that she loves me, but I doubt so. I am just her 'investment' for her own good.

Well... she is not really a bad mum... she is trying to provide me anything I wan in watever possible way... unlike my father. But I felt so soffocated. My life, my future is run by her... I dun have the luxury to determine my life.

I always wonder why did she bring me out to this world when she never stood by me a single times. I juz felt that I had enough. I wanted to break free of the strings attach to me. I juz wan her to stay out of my business.