Sometime I’m feeling confuse in my life.
Maybe I’m not understood what I’m prefer.
Maybe that is enough.
But I felt like not willing.
Sometime I’m wishing to put hope on it.
Maybe I’m not daring to do that.
Maybe that is enough.
But I felt like I’m standing on the cross road
Life seem like filled with many of confusion.
Life seem like filled with many of dissatisfaction
Life seem like filled with many of unhappiness
Life seem like filled with many of meaningless
Maybe that is enough to be contented and remined
Maybe that is enough to be appreciated and take it.
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