You hold on forever, but it will not last
Not thinking of the future
But forever dwelling on the past
You don't like the past
And want to deny it
But NOW is your life
And the past can't define it.
You hate the past
When you should love it
Because you yourself
Are a product of it.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
In My Head
PuisiHere is a book of poems. Each poem has meaning to me, but maybe some of them will have meaning to you. Enjoy.
