alone
there's no sun.
and it keeps raining inside, pouring my heart with the feeling that hard to explain.
some said love is a razor that shatter your heart to bleed.
some said loneliness is the rain that never can catch the rainbow.
there's something that I don't quite understand my self. eventhough I have so many friends outside, it seems hard to tell about this kind of feeling.
maybe, this is what Jeje always thought.. something that he wrote on his essay..
"I am alone.."
Not that I am really alone here.. the feeling of loneliness often come around me, hiding those lovely smile, creating cold atmosphere that asked to be hugged to get warm.
The more older you are, there are a lot of things that disturb you...
even a small thing can make you down.
there's still no sun.
and it keeps raining inside.
I need to hide, under the shelter..
I need a shelter.. an umbrella..
but since there's still no umbrella nor the shelter..
where do I have to hide?
and it keeps raining inside, pouring my heart with the feeling that hard to explain.
some said love is a razor that shatter your heart to bleed.
some said loneliness is the rain that never can catch the rainbow.
there's something that I don't quite understand my self. eventhough I have so many friends outside, it seems hard to tell about this kind of feeling.
maybe, this is what Jeje always thought.. something that he wrote on his essay..
"I am alone.."
Not that I am really alone here.. the feeling of loneliness often come around me, hiding those lovely smile, creating cold atmosphere that asked to be hugged to get warm.
The more older you are, there are a lot of things that disturb you...
even a small thing can make you down.
there's still no sun.
and it keeps raining inside.
I need to hide, under the shelter..
I need a shelter.. an umbrella..
but since there's still no umbrella nor the shelter..
where do I have to hide?