I’m tired of being a fool, a fool of love and hope
They always come and go like tornado, just to shaken me up
It’s always with the same line, “We’re not meant to be.”
The pieces that slowly stiched together, shattered again into thousand pieces
I guess this life wasn’t for me, to feel attached and loved
They came only to remind me, that I’m better off alone
I believe the love of The Creator, the only One that I can hold on to
Dear God, please shower me Your endless love until my last day in this life!
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