Cruelty..

lying down on bed.. remembering what my mom used to say how luck i was to be alive... i never thought of it as a luck that im still alive.. more like a cursed... when i was young.. about 1-2 years old.. in my grandma house.. on that day, the socket plug cover was unplug.. so there's wiring tilted out from it.. my grandparents forgot to put a plastic cover to cover it... so when i crawl there.. almost touch it.. parents saw it and frighten to death.. but my hand retract immediately.. then they carry me away from it... they say thank god for it.... for that he pull my hands off.... well i cursed god for that.. it should have ended earlier.. god dammit... let me live so long for what.. what purpose?.. i still havent found one.. ah well.... if i found one.. i probably died long time ago.. TWICE.