love money too much

Sometime, I think about my self. What did I do? What am I doing? and what will I do?.

Unlike my parents hope to me, with the name which they gave to me. Mufidah, it has a mean, usefull. But, seeing where did I go along this live, I just going to be nothing, USELESS.

Can I get some word to make their life easier, to make them proud to me. So’ll never there is someone to be compared with me. I am the one who they have, I am the one who they looking at.  Nobody else.

If  I had smarter brain, If  I have more responsible. Would I? Could I?

Oh, My! Will you give any forgiven? I do my apologize, for my lazy ever, for my dying believe to you, for my complaint along. I do my apologize! Forgive me, my parents, make them happy ever after.

With all of me.

Make them proud to me.