Friday, 13 January 2012


When there is no path, there is no way
When you lost and can’t find any roof to stay
When there is no single hope that can make you carefree and make you awake
When you stuck, jammed & utterly gone astray
When tears drop out from your eyes
When your eyes search for one good trust, when you lost all your respect, all your pride.
Then you actually sense why you on this earth and for what you breathing?
Why don’t you go away and why aren’t you screaming?
Who you gona trust, who gona listen to you?
Who you gona tell the truth, who gona believe on you?

1 comment:

  1. I can't really answer on what I wrote cz if I'd have that, I'd not have written this...!!