I'm used to being loved and ignored
But I never experienced being hated
Perhaps you receive what you give
Hating someone is out of my league
'Cos I believe respect must live
But then again
No one can escape judgment from other people
And that's (not) okay
People will jugde and hurt you,
Over and over again
You'll be the gist of their fun
Their game made of insecurities,
lack of knowledge,
a bottle of pride,
and an empty box of respect.
          Never give in.
               Let them play their game
                    But never ever play with them.
                          **** them with silence.
   And by that;
You will always be the victor.

I

A lonely chick
Fall in love with a butcher

Knowing her lover will ****** her
The lonely chick just fall harder
She thinks, it doesn't matter
Because her life is already bitter

Other chicks torment her
While the other's swagger

II

One day, a rooster
The only one who talks to her
Ask, Why she falls in love with the butcher

Maybe it sounds funny
Her face becomes smiley
But, in reality he's not ******
He's more honey

He cheers me up when i'm lonely
Her face turn red shyly
He never say that i'm ugly
He makes me feel worthy

Do you think it's a ***** trick
Answer the rooster
To fool a chick
And make her lunatic
Over something so sick

And who are you to critize?
The lonely chick cries

Can you blame her?
If she fall in love with grimm reaper
Because he has manner
To a chick who's got bluster

She screams
You treat her like airs
And jugde her when she shares
Never bother to see her tears

The lonely chick run
Leave the rooster that fall silent

III

The rooster feels pain
When he knows,
The love that he has shown
Never get known

I love you, the rooster whispers
That's why I stay
No matter what the others say
I won't leave midway

But, if my love leave me stray
What can i say?
Would anyone blame me if i betray?
I will go away
I'm tired with the love that gone astray

IV

The rooster fall into despair
While butcher doesn't care
When the lonely chick die

He just think it's rare
To see a tear
With the color of cystal clear

I'm gratified
To die in the arm of my beloved
That's what the lonely chick said
Before she gone to death bed

You are new in my life, yet I feel I knew you for a long time. You tell me all your secrets to me and that time I know you have a very dark side that I don't even want to know. You keep telling me your story what you have been through before you came in my life. You feel vulnerable. You afraid it will happen again. But I'm here. I will support you no matter what. I will never jugde you. We will face it together, my love