One more year of my life just passed by,
as once again my mistakes and regrets come alive,
as i threw myself so hard on the ground,
now i am broken ,so bound.
Even though i don’t want to, i will still stand up,
treat you with a big smile, fighting throat lumps,
I’m turning 18, and guess what i wish,
i had everything ,
death is only what i miss.
Imperfection and evil is all what I’ve done,
it wasn’t pressure evil made succumb ,
love to all the people who had bear me afar,
sorry to the people for whom I’ve left a scar,
i wish for everyone a bright beam ,
as i only wish for my death when turn 18.
wrote this on my 18th birthday few months back!