What a shame.
It will not bring a bit different at all.
You stay like that and I stay like this.
This will not going work.
Believe me.
In each 'hurtful words' you said.
I keep in my mind.
As a trash. Erk!
Believe me.
In each 'hurtful words' you said.
I was dying in front of you.
I need your help to help me.
But you refuse because you keep telling me.
Believe me.
I know there is no way for me to run.
So, I stop here and no more cries.
I choose to face you.
The teary eyes has gone.
Believe me.
Today, I am bold.
Not bold enough.
But I just don't cry.
Umi once said. 'kalau sedih, keluarkanlah air mata. Itu, terapi air mata..'
Believe me.
Each times you said those hurtful words.
I always look for a way to stay still.
I always praying to Allah,
to give me HIS strength.
I was nothing without HIM, but still I disobey him.
I'm trying to understand, everything.