At the end, everything still remain the same,
My uphold still couldn’t change the facts.
I couldn’t expect much when the main key is not here,
I even being so stubborn and naïve to thought that I still can get it back.
Being a person who couldn’t make the right option,
The end I couldn’t get what I want.
Or I can even say so;
The fact already turn out,
No matter the set up I made at the first,
Also hardly amend it.
I’m not making a mistake,
Just I’m being stupid to believe that,
That I can still grab the thing back to me.
I’m flat too late to realize I made the wrong turn,
When I make the wrong one,
I’m hardly to go back,
Cause I didn’t realize god already gave me the last chance.
After all, I have to go on with the life,
There’s no new story for me,
Just that I need to clear up the mess,
That I bring out.
Thou I just preserve to bring it to future as a memory,
But I’ll call that well and good.