2.22.2014

Destructive

There is always something between the lines - and I will always refuse to taste sadness.

Neither you, them, or whoever else, 
do not worth my grief. 

Akan ada tawa
Akan ada ceria
Akan ada rindu
Akan ada rayuan
Akan ada kupu 

Dan selalu akan ada logika


I refuse to attach myself

To something that doesn't last 

To something I'm made of

The only that will destruct me is myself

-A.a