I woke up and I wonder
With gloomy face and my hair scattered
It seems my inner part wants me to surrender
But who am I to let down my supporter
Once upon a time I am always happy
But circumstance happen and took everything away
Whoever did this is still happy
Cos he knew he took my happiness away
Living in bondage is dangerous
Life happens and bondage seems nice
How can a man be so rigorous?
But WHO AM I to cry over spilled rice
©racheal
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