confused arab chick

so my parents just left
and once again i am left wondering why i have chosen the life that i have
and why i insist on keeping it
and why it is so hard to say see you later

even though they drive me crazy


i cannot and will not go 'home'
i hate being apart from them

and you know.. you look around, and so many times people regret being away from the ones they love
and then i choose it
and i hate it
but i refuse to change it

and

yeah i'm too drained to keep writing.