Tuhan memberikanku patah hati agar aku bisa menulis banyak puisi.
Tentang luka hati pun cinta mati.
Jika yang merindu adalah dada,
kenapa sakitnya sekujur raga?
We buy things we don't need
With money we don't have
To impress people we don't like.
Cause baby we could build a castle out of all the bricks they threw at us.
Tears and rain
Fall down on my face
My body is unable to stay
Yet my heart unwilling to leave.
The worst part about being strong is that no one ever asks if you are okay.
There is difference between giving up,
and knowing you have had enough
