Saturday 28 November 2009

I wonder how do you sleep at night? Infact, how do you sleep at all? With this silence cold war around us, how can you be so ignorant?

My tears have run dry and now I'm beaten with pains under my skins. But you are just bad down to your core.

Aren't you afraid that we would die when we shut our eyes, but we didn't get the chance to say sorry nor goodbyes?

I was your friend, but I am not your slave. So what are you waiting for?