Existence.

Sometimes

It’s not the reason why I’m hating you

But most of the time

It’s just your way of life here

Somehow

You made me disappear

From the truth I’m facing on my own

Nobody would ever realize

Understand how my emotion was damaged

Burning deep inside my heart

It had been torn a distance

Dividing two world apart

I never wanted to be near

Or even care to be there

To where you were praised in the world

Where you were treasured 

Miserably, until end of time

Speculating on my own

Who am I to you?

What am I to your eyes?

What is this I’m feeling?

Why don’t you even know anything?

Why would I still be here…

Why should I even wait...

Just for your love?

I’m asking you, please

Just release my heart

Let me be free

Far away from your unfaithful promises

From your factual

Existence 

In this ruthless world.

( this poem isn't dedicated to anyone since i wrote this quite a long time ago.. just re edit it.. but to someone who feel like this at some certain times, I understand how you feel inside your heart. :) )