the narrow range

Does anyone feel what i feel?
my fear its a form of respect in this family.
thinking of coming back to 'quiet' house, it eerk me.everyone with that 'face'.wordless/speechless within each other.But nevertheless i still love my room.and i wish my dear boy can come here often.
perhape i guess too many nights out with my dear boy over his place.
life its really alone when programmes end.
everyone has to go seperate way back to their individual homes.
tats d way spending time alone and thoughts coming,big pictures showing.whereby for me its painting and laying my plans for future comes.
time passes fast.i wish and i pray what i want really come fast before someone poke a destory!