Sometimes I feel what's this all for?
Who and what do I survive in this dark mine for?
Everything looks absurd to me
And it all also feels crap to me
God I am not a strong person, I am weak and fragile
This hurdle makes me really want to give up
Please help me
This time I'm really not strong to continue my way, I can't stand up
Sometimes I think, Rain is not as strong as what people say
There is a time when rain can also cry wet the earth.
The cry of rain is happiness for everyone
So does my story look like rain?
My cry is the happiness of those who hate me
5/07
L I L Y
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Dark Words
Poetry" Remember, there is no heaven for those who commit suicide. Fight and endure all u might, so happiness is the return " -anonymous- ˙ ˙ ˙ Just about lily, A girl who is struggling and surviving her mental illness and who always hoped to have plen...
