I don't know how the world works.
one second you laugh and one second you cry.
everything can be taken from us in a blink of an eye.
but the next day you wake up, you get what you wanted the most.
I don't know how to play the game.
I don't know how to win the game.
Is it even about winning at all?
YOU ARE READING
if she talks
Poetrywords she never said she wrote everywhere she could. it's not structured nor planned. just everything she has in mind but too afraid to let it all out. - written in English and Bahasa.
