Birthday Syndrome

1 day before my big day
so exciting for what will happen
will be something special on that day?
What is the best gift I will receive
Who will be the first person to say it to me

There are so many question in my head
I’m so anxious for that day
Oh God, I want a perfect b’day in my life
For god sake, please give me wonderful present

Really curious for that day
I want something special
I want someone special on my bday
I wan to be the happiest person on that day
I want a perfect birthday
Will my ex-boyfriend call me at midnight?
Will he give me a nice present?
Or he too busy with his band and forget my day?
Does he remember my birthday?
That’s the point.. hope he will remember it.

Oh its all just birthday syndrome
Stupid syndrome… silly me to worry about
I have a plan with my bestfriend ..
We are going to some place…
And we’re going to have fun.. going crazy
What have to be worried??
I still have friends beside me on my birthday…
No need boyfriend… no need ex-boyfriend…

I just need couple of pals who loves me..
Who cares about me.. who really want to see me happy..
That’s will be enough for me then!

I’m too exciting for my birthday…
I love my birthday syndrome…
Even it’s a silly syndrome…waiting for my 23rd birthday…
There is no doubt to being old.. I love to being mature..

Welcome 23rd birthday.. here I come…
Have a great birthday for myself.. I’m ready for anything will be happened..

should I??

standing in the middle of crowd
feels empty and numb
voiceless and restless
trying to figure out what is it

that scar still hurts
my heart still bleeding
when I met you in coincidence
the pain is here and not yet leave

should let go
or should I say Hello?
start to pretending I’m Ok?
Better I should let u pass through


Seek my wounded heart
Hope I’ll get better soon
No memories, just put it all in box
Throw away to garbage car

I only have my present time and future…
Its already dawn, waiting for sun to come out
Shinning my wounded hear to be healed
Ready for new life…… without you.

missing u like hell

We are not together again
I know, you know, we both know
I drop you a pack of milk
Or your favorite noodle as alibi
Just want to see you

Have tried to stay away
Still couldnt help my fingers
From my celly to call you or
To send you message and find alibi
Just want to see you

I dont belong to you anymore
And you belong to her now
Please let me to see you
Really miss you like hell

Hug me
Kiss me
And I can go from your life
Still miss you like hell..
Missing you like hell..