Sometime I didn't mean it to do it...
Sometime I didn't know what I'm doing...
Sometime I hate the thing I was doing..
Sometime who am I and what did I doing..
Actually I don't know who am I..
And where did I belong...
All I know is I'm always alone and across roads...
After what did I been through for all my life,
what have I been face it already is a history to me..
Although I don't like it...
But hope life will treat me kind...
Amen...
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