In this world full of swirling chaos
I sit myself in a dark corner
Slowly BLEEDING into knowledge.
In this world full of swirling chaos
I tried to think of THOUGHTS
That IS not REALLY me.
In this world full of swirling chaos
My pen STOPped writing
It's all a black mess.
I STABBED MYSELF.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Trinkets
PuisiWe throw something good And that good is never wrong Now they're all alone
