You Tell Me lah.

trust me.
we can almost reach the light,
yet,
we stuck in the middle of the fight.
you know,
envy will give you the flow,
through any window,
of a child whose eyes never picked slow.

and now,
we are done.
across the line of any front,
you can get the humor of a pun,
perhaps,
it would make you stop running the shame run,
to show you,
the darkness is afraid over the sun.

**just nothing**
at home besarkan perut-cuti babe! =p