i think i could handle things by myself
i think the world care about me..
shit, i'm fooled..
it tricked me..
i hate to say that i am not ready
not prepared
not even close to settle
words can't help me turn things off
it only stirs
clamors..
keep my head straight..
keep my mind sane..
i got to get my consciousness
i yelled to Thee...
no answer..
i begged for miracle
none happening..
this is the time to guttered myself
hoping someone help me to sober...
i wish you understand
i wish you not to blame..
i wish you know my existence
i ain't not ready for this
no fucking kidding..
throw me to the ocean
drown me along with my intuition
with my fucking admiration..
do you hear me?
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