i hate the way i am now.
i hate it when i know there's something wrong again.
i hate it when the doctor told me about it and i'm still able smile to him.
i hate all the check ups and going to hospital alone.
i hate to make people worry about me.
i hate my mum who keep asking me all the things i don't even know.
i hate for not knowing the reasons for everything.
i hate to hide alone in the room to cry.
i hate to put on a fake smile.
i hate to HATE!!

maybe its just all the karma...