I know it’s hard but
i don't know sometimes i have to be liar.
i don't want to be liar but i guess i should.
It’s always been hard
say sorry to my sister.
sis..
I can stop with my bullshit
because i’ll never get the result seem i want.
So that’s it. I ought to have seen. what will become of me?
That’s what everyone goes through life wondering, probably, the one absorbing anguish.
What will become of me?
Me.
PS:: STRONG ENOUGH TO BE CONTROL MY LIFE
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