I became angry... not because I hate that particular ‘thing’…
Sometimes, I became very angry because I really love ‘it’…
No one could tell how much I love ‘it’…
I’m afraid…
Am I arrogant???
Really afraid of such question…
With the nod from miss Eliza to say in Malay…
‘Tunduknyer aku’…
Really really afraid of that…
I felt like I want to destroy myself… 
I felt like I want to ruin all ‘things’ worsening me…
Even I don’t want to meet ‘it’ anymore…
But I love ‘it’ so much somehow…
No one would expect that…
And for that…I should say to myself… “It is very poor on me”…
Always say that
when I’m alone…