Receiving stares, I try to change myself
But the society tells me I look fake
"You look fine."
Is what my friends would say
I stare at my sad reflection in the mirror
Friends was suppose to make you feel better, right?
So help me sleep
Feed me those sleeping pill
I might feel better the next day
I might forget the devil consuming me
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
endless thoughts
Poetrya ruined mind is the best machine to create art. written in Bahasa Indonesia and English
