
hudaa Ismail
nineTeen
pretty much an avid observer who is eccentric in nature as well as one who does things entirely based on her mood.
title: "Diskriminasi menjatuhkan aku Reputasi kini menjadi bisu Dan aku, ku layu Disitu Mengharapkan sesuatu yang baru Itulah impian aku" This is the part when you stand in front of the mirror and scream tears of anguish so loudly to a point that the fragments of glass start piercing your skin. To salvage one thing, it comes with parting with the other.It's recurrent and perhaps i've come to a conclusion that it is rather synonymous to my existence. A tragedy worth devoting time and effort in attempts of reverting it? Or something that i should learn to live with now and try harder to correct in future? I hate being pessimistic but the future appears bleak from where i'm standing. Love, vinTage dreams |
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