Monday, 28 May 2012


I hate of being jealous.
I hate of being like I'm not the only one.
I hate of feeling insecure.
I hate of the past.
I hate of negative thought that always came through my mind.
I hate it when I feel like I am not really good enough for you.
I hate it when you don't really know what insides me.
I hate it when I have something to tell you so badly.
I hate it when my weaknesses hide the real me.
I hate it when I don't have any guts to tell you what I feel and I keep it to myself.
I hate it when you taught me everything, then you left me hanging here by myself.

I'm sorry for all of these above..