When you feel like something is wrong

You always find someone to lean on

You think of always needing  a friend;

A friend that you can always lend

You always thought of finding someone’s presence

And always want to risk for someones’ feelings,

But you always end up losing something,

Something that can be your everything

You never wanted to be broke

You never wanted to be damaged;

But people who you trust let you choke,

And left you mess and unfixed

‘Where on earth I am going to place?’

Questions that uttered in our  lips

It’s really hard to choose between those two;

“To be alone or to be with who”.