Destiny of my wildest world
I have a lot of pressure
So stress in my own perspective!
I'm trying to hear the bird box
Even though I know it was just a thought.
Every single day and in my shoes..
My brain: Rolling in my head
The same things keep making me feel like crying
And now I become the dumb city girl
Even though I know the meaning from the beginning.
Depression always disturbed my bliss:
And my hand just keep drawing~
From pencil to picture portrait
And then I put it on the wall in my room
Even though I know that is not my picture.
Please just stop the minute for a while
Firstly, I need to get ready for my dress
Before I take my new step..
Then I would be like you guys for real
Even though I know every second are not enough.
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Buku of Poem
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