You know why newborn babies
Are lucky?  

Because they yet know how to think
Because they yet know how to speak

Because they have pure hearts
Because they have clear vision

Because they doesn't know
How bad the world is

Because they are just babies,  
Full of innocence,  pure thinking

Unlike us.. Tainted heart,  blur vision
Don't even know... What we are.

why are you sad?
you are the one that chose to leave him.

why are you sad?
you are the one who made him cry first.

why am i sad?
is it for the reason that the 'you' are actually saying about me?

why am i sad?
probably because i left him for good.

why am i sad?
i want to know too.

Why do you hesitate?
    When I asked, 'do you love me? '
I guess you hesitated because
You don't love me like how I love you.

Sometimes you just have to be
                                Selfish
Because why hurt yourself
           When you can
Love yourself a tad bit more?

Humans are like kites
We wanted to fly high
Freely
Yet we also want a person to hold the string
To lead us

We often thought that people are trying to control us,  
Yet we are the one,  
Who want to be control

Because without a person beside you
Following you
Leading you
Is lonely....

Aren't human complicated?

We fall in love, just to fall out of it.

We wished to grow up, but then after we grew up, we wish we can remain as naive as how we were when we're still a kid.

We do things that we don't want to.

We accept love but don't return it.

We, just how many of us are included in it?

I've been nothing but good to you,
Yet you still hurt me like this.

When I'm younger, I would blamed myself, for being stupid, as that it what you scolded me.

You labeled me, I kindly took the names with me.

But growing up, now I realized that I wouldn't need to be good, to a person, like you.

I realized after years of being hated, that I have the rights to hate you even more.

I realized that even after being kind to you for years, nothing would have change.

So I finally come to the sense that, it wasn't you who needs to change, it was me.

I should just care a little lesser,
Be a little evil,
And only give my kindness to the one that deserved.

And you, should be the one who I push away from my life, as our relationship are nothing but toxic.

Without any doubt
I believe in you
            And that was the worst decision
               I have ever made

Depression is not a choice-
      It is a mental illness that-
Haunt you down,  lock you up,
      Without your consent.

He did not chose this life,
Having to deal with depression-
The constant sadness,
The tears that stream down his cheek-
Every evening without a valid reason.

Oh my,  depression,  
     Let the doctor cure you.
Oh my,  depression,
     Will you leave the poor boy alone?