In the name of Allah, Most Gracious, Most Merciful
06 December 2016
I can see from your eyes
How pitiful was it to keep demanding for something that you know you will never own.
I was afraid to face this reality although I have gone through much
I have like someone (not one but so many) and I've never get even one of them. Come on, please laugh at me
My heart was describe like "It's rotten man. You should free it." But free is what you can't even control. You keep going everywhere you want because you want to feel how was it being in another place. That's how I describe my heart.
Sometimes, love it's not what I seek for. I am a normal person that always feel that I need attention and people to think about how I feel. How pathetic I was.
I am grateful somehow to be me, because at a point even I was hurt. I was scared, people always take me as a good girl. Then, I realize I only know how to be a good girl and I can only be a victim. Always.