Sometimes..people just make mistake.
It is not done purposely. It just happens.
Some called it bad habits.
Some just called it pure sins.
Sinner..is what I am.
I made mistake that I saw it coming.
Still I let it happen...
Can I be cured?
Even myself start to hate me.
Missing..someone is not the excuse
Neither loneliness too.
I guess I have to live with it.
And somehow grow out of it.
At least the process is pretty much pleasurable.
Seriously..I am Sinner...
but who am I to judge..myself..
I just have to live on bearing my mistakes
And make sure..I am worth someone to appreciate.
It is not done purposely. It just happens.
Some called it bad habits.
Some just called it pure sins.
Sinner..is what I am.
I made mistake that I saw it coming.
Still I let it happen...
Can I be cured?
Even myself start to hate me.
Missing..someone is not the excuse
Neither loneliness too.
I guess I have to live with it.
And somehow grow out of it.
At least the process is pretty much pleasurable.
Seriously..I am Sinner...
but who am I to judge..myself..
I just have to live on bearing my mistakes
And make sure..I am worth someone to appreciate.