I hate to live

 I hate my life at Pasum

The moment when you stay up study study and study

Your roommates who are sleeping and relaxing did better than you

Why you go

I know I treated you badly

That feelings when you chat happily with other ppl

and never did it when you chat with me

I only feel my tears drop

Why this feelings come back again ?

I hate this feelings

I hate hurting ppl but I always hurt them

Why I must live in this world

Why must when I love them so much

God makes them hate me and takes them away from me

and this cycle repeats again and again

Don't He realized how many times that I cry

Don't He realized that it takes me so much time to heal myself?

I hate to live.