• the_september_heart 5w

    Thousand times I hurt you,
    Two thousand times, it hurts me.

    More I ignore you, and
    For this
    I make myself more lost.

    Gold weight I am strong for you,
    Platinum weight I became weak on me.

    Though I am
    Hurted, lost and weak
    But still
    I speak like a King.

    ┬ęthe_september_heart