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poem : Change

Saturday, 4 Nov 2017, next week trip to Malacca with 'beloved friends' (yekerrr 😜😂 ).

 this poem is for my friend, Aisyah. actually this spaghetti 🍝 stays in my diary. 📑 and u know what word diary means right? only you can read it. can't tell anyone bout it. but mine, ngeh. is a  not-so-diary. 😅  well this is because to me, if i followed the concept "diary " is just like i'm wasting my time. yah the reality, humans are forgetful. so when you wrote so many things in your diary, and you'll forget it. it's just to me, no one will ever read it except you. maybe for other people writing things and hide it will make them feel much better. ya i felt the same too. but to me, as long as i don't tell the subject to change, nothing will change. no, don't get me wrong. this is my opinion. i didn't say that your opinion is wrong or sth. 😅😄

so, whenever i write something in my diary, i will just let people to read it. with that, people will know me better and i feel much more better cus i just shared my problems with others. ahh lighter! 😊

okay, enough with talking. let's start the Speghetti! really hope you guys love it . (act like Niall Horan lels { enough!! } )

Change.

 Change, 
change quickly
even you'll miss me
I knew
but i really have to go
this is not my place anymore

 Change, 
it's not about
you're pleasing them all
no, no at all
but it's about for you
I know it's hurt
that all mean you have to let go

 Change,
change the way 
you're to them
not to you. 

 — R.S , 3 sept 2017

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