Pusing

Okay, now I'm stressed.
I just got home in jakarta,
Sat in my pink sofa..
And I've got that strange awkward feeling.
I'm distressed

I was having my own life. I made it the way I want it.
Now, two moms, one dad, brothers, big number of people coming involved.
They gave us rules, wishes,life..
O my..
This is big,
And I Hate It!
I want my own life..
Now I'm petrified.
I nearly hate him..
For being so obedient to the family..
For being so closed to his friends that I can not feel closed to..

I hate being ruled, by anyone
But I need him

And I'm still petrified..