Now, I want to ask you,
Who is responsible to my sadness?
Is it me? Or is it you?
I will do anything for you,
as a return for your happiness.
Is it my fault?
Yes, it is.
Why me?
Why I deserve all this pain?
Why I'm so scared?
Why my heart is so hurt?
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry,
Is that what you want?
You make me feel sad,
I'm sorry.
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Color Of Life (A Collection)
PoetryMy mind keep thinking, thinking until I can't feel again. This will be never-ending, but who knows if one day I'll give up, it's the day I can feel right again, it's the day I feel like my story is enough. . . . "What if someone's heart want to live...
