I hate it that you treat me so differently now. I hate it that you always look back at the past. I hate it that you always compare me to other children. I hate it that I can't tell you anything. I hate it that you don't care about anything else, other than my studies. I hate it that you always blame me for everything. I hate it that it's so hard to talk to you. I hate it that you hardly spend time with Ben and I. I hate it that you always over-react. I hate it that you're always having a bad imperssion of me.

Sometimes, I really hate home.