You don't get it. I feel sad when I see my friends bring their packed lunches to school because no one would make me any at home. I feel sad when I go to school and I feel hungry cos no one made breakfast for me. I feel sad that I wouldn't be able to eat lunch unless Papa buys em or unless I make them myself. I feel sad everytime you tell me to jaga Muaz and then tell me to study. I feel sad when you ask me to follow you out when I have so many things to study for. I feel sad that you want me to get straight As but you never help. I feel sad that I don't get as much attention as I used to get. I feel sad when you canceled our holiday without thinking about when's our next chance to have the holiday. I feel sad everytime you marah me just because I'm angry. You don't know how lonely I feel when I'm at home. You just don't get it.