Wanna Make You

I wanna grow ageless with you. The day when you wake up in the morning, you’ll find me hold you tight.

I wanna let you make my world. The time you’re call my name and whisper.

I wanna make you my pulse. Something to keep my heart alive.

I wanna make you my sky. Something to lookup when I miss you when I don’t know where you are.

I wanna make you my stars. Something when I don’t know my way back to your heart.

I wanna make you my day. The day when I open my eyes when I wake up and realize I’m late for college and I say to myself. “It’s not so bad, I had you.”

I wanna make you my reason. The reason why I standing in the middle of rain waiting just to see your smile.

I wanna make you my breeze, something invisible that keep me fresh in the heatwave of loneliness.

Simply talking, I want to tell you that you are my reason why I’w exist.

we're sharing the same insanity

insanity makes everyone loosing their mind

but what do you know about insanity?

it live in everyone's mind, altough not much of people admit that they're havin a syndrome.
but the main point is, we're not strong enough to admit that we're all fucked up.

need an example?


why the most people here rather looks great in front of other people than they look to themselves?

is it pride?
is it reputation?

hell no

it's insanity
an essence material of pride and reputation

we're all fucked up
don't be an ass wipe as you're not admit it

just be a good man not looking good man