The death of the time
Will never close the case
Or
Will Never near it to you
Misunderstoodness ruins feelings
And upside down the line
Till it seems unclear
Fog of the eyes
Never give a chance to see the clear
Situations of the environment
Makes you uncomfortable
Until you give out your true personality
To the people who it’s necessary
Favor of heart
Give out the reasons and seasons
To continue clueless
Pointless of the understanding
Misunderstood rise to high
Until she sees the sky
Inner peace and an inner layer of the skin will be left behind
Left only the dark inside
Avisha Rasminda 