Karlbum's Memoir

bidadari
mengapa menyepi
mengapa kau biar diriku sendiri
apakah engkau sudah tidak sudi
untuk menyayangi
sayang
sedarkah betapa terseksa diri
setiap masa meratapi
setiap masa menangis sendiri
tak terusikkah hati
mengenangkan diri ku ini

something i wrote, something i feel
*listening to the mellow sounds of the aircond, hahahaha mad*

*Any fool can love somebody who's perfect, somebody who does everything right. But that doesn't stretch your soul. Your soul only gets stretched when you can still love somebody after they've hurt you.*