Posted in By beoma 0 comments

too disappointed.
my heart tachy-ed rhytming with the beat of the song.

so dissapointed with everyone.
struggling to the last breath of the current condition.
thanks to god im a great smiler.

im being the fragilest at the moment the hardest hit comes.
breaking to the smallest piecest i ever dare to collect and reassemble.

and thanks to god again.
he made me someone who can forgive and forget so easy.
yet people remains.
hidden scar.

again and again wounded.

again and again healed.