My dear God,
I come to you, I come to tell you about my story, even though I know that you're already know every single thing, every single though I've done in my life.
I am sad. I am doomed, God.
I don't blame You. I just feel insecure and now I think I'm lost, God.
Show me you way, I believe I have my own way to happiness.
Like my previous talk with you, I want to be strong. I want to be tough.
And if it is your way to make me tough, to make me strong, I believe I can.
This sin I've done before, I regret it, but I believe that I have a lesson to be learned.
Thank you for always give me great lessons of life, God.
I love you, even though I couldn't love you the way you love me.
2 comments:
rituit. kynya lg byk pikiran ini..
banyaaaaakk
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