It’s not their job to like me, it’s mine.

What a better place than Bali to fall in love?
More I know myself less ******* I tolerate

Many people believe they know
Most think they are lost forever
The most important would be not to judge, no to question so much

How could we still listen to those haters
When they are the one that are mainly lost

This voice in my head most of the time if **** up
But at least I always know where she is and who she is