i'm worth less than his millions,

or rather, i'm worth less than a piece of paper.

i get it now.

in his eyes,

i'm the one who is always trying to gain credit.

i was silly to even think that i'm part of this family,this place i called home.

to think that he even cared for me,as she is caught up with the others.

but i was wrong.

i was never considered a family member.

i'm just the one,who help her with the chores,do all the miscellaneous stuffs,

always the one having to listen to all of you.

the one always taken for granted.

like that incident on the 70-year-old's birthday.

and the incidents whereby i'm the one having to paint the walls,beause nobody else wanted to help,

the one who bakes for you guys and never expected "thanks",

as if it was all my responsibility as a daughter.

i don't see the others doing this.

oh wait,

probably i'm doing all this to gain credit,

as you've mention.

sure,you've helped me fufill my wants,

but what about my needs?

i don't know,probably because you all never cared?

my hope of thinking that you were out of the one who cared was dashed.

thanks, ALOT.

i should just leave,as if my absence would have mattered.

goodbye.