i am unhappy
i hate my birthday dinner
i hate meat appear in the dinner
i hate the fish
i hate the killings around me!!!
i hate the black face in front of me early in the morning of my birthday
i hate it when i try to look for someone for talking
all of them find me for a purpose
i am fucking tired
i dont ask for roses, expensive dinner nor a diamond ring
i ask for a simple vegetarian meal
and at least a lovely day without sadness
what i feel right after the black face is
continue sleeping till the next day
i dont want to celebrate birthday anymore…
i have to type it out
i got nobody to express to
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