There is a set of songs I listen to everyday morning.
These songs have nothing to do with my parents. Our house is tiny so I have to play these songs in front of them. I really hope my parents don’t think that I’m playing it for them because I’m not.
Even if I was alone I’ll play the same songs.
They didn’t torture me today so I guess they have realised things but I still crave to be alone and long for space.
I love them but I’m tired of compromising every minute of every day.
Everything they did is still at the back of my mind and it will always be there as long as we are living in this house together.
rachana rajan <3 