when the people i care about hurt me
i can't mad at them
i just blame me
hate me
as you know
hating yourself is more powerful than hating others
you can argue then win or lose over someone
but you can't argue with yourself
and do you know what to end it?
Bet you know it, yes, you do.

While He always know what's in my mind
once again i'll say the same thing.
And if He could ever be bored, He would be,
of me.

"Tired of living but not ready enough to face death"
Will there be an afterlife?
Do I really live?
I'm already dead.

Angel-like human are around me
very gentle and nice to me
I wish i could do the same to them.
It must be so suck for them to know me
They're like human-shaped angel.
Just if I ever saw one.