Friday, July 6, 2018

HOPE

Plans fail most of the time.
Talking to myself.
Please don't bother me.
I just wanna hide away.

I hope it'll be better.
When the sun comes up.
I hope it'll be better.
When I meet my sunshine.

Discussion isn't relevant anymore.
It's gettin' worse.
Please don't bother me.
'till the end of the day.

//Prihartono Agung. July, 06 2018.

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