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Kamis, 07 Maret 2013

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Sometime we feel we comfort to stay this place. We want to move from this chair. We can sleep all night well. We can enjoy the melody. We just sit and waiting the food and drink comes to us. It no need to walk even run. Useless. You'll get fast or slowly,but it will come.

I am not the kind of that people who can be calm sit or sleep on that chair. It feels that the chair is not for me. But I had chosen that chair and we can not choose other one. I should I get that chair with hard way and tough fighting. I am not the kind of people only enjoying the food and drink available on my table. I am not the kind of people who like staying at comfort zone in an area. 

Sometimes I feel, nothing support me to get this way. I am alone. I think I am the strange people in  surrounding  normal people. Not my mom, my near room friend, my bike friend, my college, they are very difficult to give me the way. I do not why? I am the strange one? I am the different one? Who will break the rule of this college. I just follow the procedure. 

Why am I here?

But I try to make my heart harder. My world support me, take care of me, maintain me. They love me. And my best friend encourage me

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