Living in imaginary.
I love to sleep and not wake up.
I'm not perfect.
Full of flaws.
I'm tired. I'm exhausted.
With my self who full of sins.
I don't deserve anything good that I wish for.
I can't explain
I wish I could stop,
Thinking and breathing without living.
STAI LEGGENDO
Diari depresi
PoesiaIt is about my Illnes. I write because I can't "speak". Kadang-kadang kita hanya perlu seseorang yang tanya 'Are you okey?' Atau 'Anything to share?' tapi bila tiada maka kau sendiri tanya dan cerita. Sebab untuk tanggung semuanya dan terus simpan i...
