everyday its getting heavier than i thought..

the world is not fair..
god is not fair..
but who am i to think like that..
im feel that evryday each day i bcome weak..
hurmm..so fuck up.
hurmm...bosan hidup ni..
think like wanna die happily but of coz i cant do that coz i cant live the mess i do just like tat..haish

lgk satu..
ingt nak cari kerja..
rupenyer satu apa pun tk dapat..
padahal bnyk tempat da pegi..
tuh pun tk dapat gak..
apalah..bila dah usaha..
cm ni la slalunyer..is this fair..?

mama mama mama..
tk paham lah..
asyik2 nak kena cakap bnyk kali.
pas tuh marah n merajuk..
padahal i tell bnda yg btol..
now i feel so guilty gila2..
so guilty..
mesti dosa besar ni..
tkde ampun2 da kot..
watever lah..
as long as i think wat i do is right..especially time like tis..

arap2 apa yg terjadi to me from the first day i born until now ada hikmahnyer..