Anonymous Letter.
By Asrina Fitri - March 15, 2019
Yes, you, Myself
There's a black and white
There's rainbow after rain
Worry when you see black spots,
When there is still a lot of white left
Feeling dissatisfied with everything,
With achievement,
With dreams,
And reality
Don't you think there's a self who feels sad?
Feeling sick?
Because.. look at your despicable attitude, yes, you, yourself
Rest assured that she has tried
But why are you so hard to give thanks
While the other part struggles,
And you just complain and see other people
You will look happy,
Pretty,
Beautiful,
If you appreciate it, yes, you,yourself
There's a straight but monotonous
There's a bend but it's too painful
Life won't be fun,
If you know what your destiny is
There's rainbow after rain
Worry when you see black spots,
When there is still a lot of white left
Feeling dissatisfied with everything,
With achievement,
With dreams,
And reality
Don't you think there's a self who feels sad?
Feeling sick?
Because.. look at your despicable attitude, yes, you, yourself
Rest assured that she has tried
But why are you so hard to give thanks
While the other part struggles,
And you just complain and see other people
You will look happy,
Pretty,
Beautiful,
If you appreciate it, yes, you,yourself
There's a straight but monotonous
There's a bend but it's too painful
Life won't be fun,
If you know what your destiny is
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