Sometimes I hate to remember about my past
Cause I have the most of bad memory in the past
The memory that I have ever been a victim of bullying
No matter where is there something that makes me remember about it
My tears automatically come down
I hate crying in front of anyone else
Cause that will only show my weakness to anyone
And I hate loneliness in the crowded
With no one, I can consider as a friend
Often I'm crying in my heart
I shed tears in my heart
It's ironic indeed
I'm can only installing fake smile
No one aware that my smile is fake
Sometimes I have to paint the best smile on my face
So no one will worry about me
But I'm so tired to pretending, pretend that everything alright
But I also don't know what I can show others
To make others understanding myself
I'm just wanna reveal my biggest true about myself
So hard to me writing about my trauma
Cause as long as I'm writing, I must remember about it again
Bullying, bullying, and bullying
Every there is a story about bullying
Although I know that is a fiction story
I'm of course crying automatically
Cause that remembers me
Remember me about that
Remember,
If someone unable show their emotion
That's mean wounds on their self is very deep
Or maybe too deep
So that they unable to describe it
Angry unable
Moreover crying sobbing
No matter how much we angry no one knows
Like how we know about our self
