isn't it funny
how i kept writing a poetry about you
even all you did was hurted me

isn't it funny
how i always love you
even all you did was left me

isn't it funny
how i still put my high hopes
to you;
to someone who don't even have a heart but still living

a*  little  reminder  for  you  this  afternoon  : ­ 

life is worth living, don't you ever feel bad of your self, body, shape, size, thigh, or thoughts. you are good enough no matter what. do things that makes you happy. if something goes wrong, change it. if you don't like something. change it. everything starts from yourself, the hard you work the happier you'll be. life goes on. don't stuck in something useless. just fight for something you deserve. you are enough. you are unique.

the night just reminds me of how dark my days

the loneliness has filled up my room

all these stupid things is stuck in my mind
destroy every piece of my soul

even the lights of the moon can reach my eyes, i still feel lonely without you by my side

please  
come
*back

is it my fault?
is  it  my  fault,  Dad?
to born with this body
a soul that full of stupid things
that you hate

i am not perfect
but i have tried my best for you
high scores in school
unexpected talents
still not enough?

i don't know what kind of daughter
that you dreamed
but i know
i am not the one

was that the reason you left us?
was that the reason you left me?

i do love you, Dad
but since you left us
you don't even my first love, like the other  daughter  to  her  dad

since you can't accept all my flaws
you're not my favorite hello
not even my hardest goodbye

i was dreaming about hold my grandmother in her last second time and then she died and everyone cried. and it feels so real i can't barely breathe and when i woke up the whole world feels so strange for me.

   i hate my *mind