SENTIMENTS
Happiness appear when you find truth,
Hopeless when you feel abandoned,
“Suicide”-the better things to do
Feeling of emptiness in a place assumed to be your comfort zone,
The contradictory of pain and love,
Hard to know if both of them helping you.
So many years have passed,
Still no one knows who I really am.
Do I need to insist everything I want or just play with their mysterious persona?
The sentiments i learned in a past capturing may own sight,
I live in broken jar that full “fool” of eagerness to change,
But no one sense my hungriness.
Walking in a path of survival,
Fighting for life to rebirth my own pneuma,
So finally you can leave the soreness of past.
The harder you push the fewer outcomes is,
The more plans you have less the assurance have.
