I used to have friend.
A lot of friend, because I am fun.
In my 30’s, I make mistake.
Should I call it mistake ?
or should I say that is a bless ?
I lose everything.
I am poor.
By that, I lose all my friend too.
People who near to me,
People that I always spend my time with,
All is gone, when I am broke.
People who is far,
People who not near and dear to me,
is the people who come and help me.
They are the people, who kind enough.
I learn about this fact.
People who near and dear will be gone.
People who never close is become the saver.
Money and status, show is who your real friend are.
While I am alone, with nobody with me.
I learn to be strong.
I learn t o surviving.
I am in pain, I hurt a lot.
I hurt my family, I hurt everyone who trust me.
Those who stay,
Those who be there.
People that I thankful for.
People may drag me down.
But I am not scare anymore.
I have God, and I trust in Him.
Its hurt to lose people.
But, as long as I have God, I am gonna be fine and be better.
