Longing on your presence
it seems that everything feels like am eternity ago
I miss you so much
that I couldn't sleep without talking to you.

Our lost memoirs of each other were painful
but I know that one day, we will bond like before
But it's so forlorn, thinking that I am alone despite that I have friends who is been with me
And fighting for myself, for us, is only the way to escape this barbaric society.

I'm fine, and I'm alright
that's what I am trying to convey with everyone
but when I am around to my friends
I know to myself, I'm not fine.