POKE MY ACHE

Recently, sometimes I feel myself like an idiot.

Did I make a wrong decision?

I don’t want to count on anybody…

To hide my mood became more harder.

I have the illusion that I still live in Kenting.

Go to the same work place, we’re the co-workers.

Live together, eat together, sleep together.

Sometimes I just wanna be myself,

So do I still worth to be loved?

Do I?

Do I?

Do I?

K told me, “To love yourself is the most simple way that make the other one love you.”

Oh, Dear K, you know what?

To know is easier than to do.

I promise you, I’ll try try try…

Oh, baby I can tell, by the way that you hold me.