i wanted to see the fireworks so bad.. but then things went wrong so i (jauh ati), acted like nothing happened and had to forget about the fireworks.. you know, fireworks reminds me of babah.. now, bila raya, sunyi laa ni.. seven months have passed, but why do these feelings stay the same?
Ya Allah, its better to be poor than to lose a father.. but now, we're poor and we dont have a father.. Ramadhan is coming soon. I hope to see you, babah.. Nobody is helping us now.. I dont mind if i dont even have a penny, but i need you babah.. WHY??! Why is this happening? Im losing it right now.. Im losing my mind.. aah, this is insane.. I cant cry in front of mami and everybody.. My pride wont let me. So when im alone, i cry as hard as i can........
