Handed Me Everything.

they say good things take time.
i believe them.

i tried to wait.
i tried to wait
and wait.

the more i wait
the more i got
that hurts

the more i know that
the world is that cruel

cruel
cruel

everyone handed me their scissors
so i cut them out.

everyone handed me the chance to leave
my self.

so i leave
and life
without me .

Lost

there aare alot of things u cant hold. just like the way you wanted. sometimes nobody knows your worth. or, do you really worth every words?

wonder why they just that cruel
for not giving any chance
to bloom
just like the other flowers out there

blossoming their beautiful soul
blossoming their mind

to prove the world
that being her is not a mistake
that being her is not as easy as it seen
that being her is hard

people says
what doesnt kill you make you stronger

but it does.
kill
her
slowly.

part of her was gone
fly away with the broken soul.
fly away with the hopes.
fly away through their bad words
fly away through the wall they built
fly away to nowhere
that even she doesnt know.

the flower losts herself
lost to somewhere far
far away
from home
the soul.

she hurts
inside
a lot
hurt.

Hello

Hello

It is me

The one who sad

Today

And tomorrow

Hello

It is not me

The one who happy

Today

Nor tomorrow

Hello 

It is me

The one who really me

Yesterdays.