I Gone, You Free.

is it because i think about you all the time and you start getting sick of me?

is it because i fangirl over you because you're there?

is it because my appearance bad enough for your type?

is it because my acts towards you that makes you uncomfortable?

and...

is it because i love you that you hate me?

and that's the thing that makes you start to walk away and torn me into pieces? because you feel fed up with me?

i'm sorry for making you uncomfortable...

i just meant to make me happy, at least you respect me it's all that enough. but i guess, i'm just too selfish just thingking about me but not thingking about you.

now i realized what i've done either what you've done.

this is all useless,

this is all wasting time,

and..

i'm sorry for messing it up from the first time and making myself wrecked by myself past you.

sounds kind of confusing, but that's the way it is.

and so i choose to learn to pick myself up, and walking away from your presence so you can do whatever you want to do with me.

because i'm not gonna give a single care at all.

because how come i care with something else while myself are the one who really need to be care with?

now you can be happy,

because you didn't have to hate me again because you feel abhorrent with me

you didn't have to broke me into pieces anymore.

yet i don't care either if you still do, because maybe you think it's your pleasure thing to do.

but i'm not gonna broken anyway,

i'm not gonna disturbing you anymore,

because like i said i'm not gonna give a single care about you.

i gone. you free.