Sunday, April 30, 2017
Punishable past................
Lord................
I cant take it................
It hurts alot................
But then again................
It seems that you think i can handle it................
Maybe i will................
But i cant handle it right now................
It is very heavy................
It presses my chest so hard................
I cant breath................
I need air................
I need space................
I need you................
I cant tell the world................
That i am sad................
That i cry................
I just can................
Show my cry................
To you................
God................
You take it again................
My thing................
My love................
You make me................
Alone again................
God................
Help me ................
Being sad because of him................
Then................
What happen................
What should i do................
I want to spoil myself................
I cant be free from my things................
I should learn................
To let go of everything................
To make time................
For my love................
My god................
My work................
Man talk................
Everybody wants attention................
So who will give attention to me................
I also want to get attention too................
Being loved................
Being spoiled................
It is hard................
This gae................
To want all that................
They said................
This age................
I should give all that................
To others................
Huftttt ................
30 apr 17 minggu ................
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