it's just absurd how this agenda carried us away,
further, further
from our roots and our pray
life will end, and I'm still a coward
not because it ends,
it's because i am
I know seemingly,
the path that i should choose
but let go sincerely still mean hurting
and perplexing
but this is the only way.
What will you do if you were me?
am i an egoist
when i run from what i love
when the love itself conviniently destructs me?
This what disturbs me every night,
This what have been puzzling me since 16
so please be sincere to me,
otherwise you're killing me
