tired alone

i never know if the path i choose
will take me feel the deep sorrow of mine
sometimes i am scruple, yet I'm still thinking
this is the way I'm being strong
i know that i might crying while i am here
but i never knew that tears will flow with intense pain
i am regret this way that i choose but i am more regret
that i am scruple with my own pace
but there is nothing can i do
i can't even ring out loud my hidden words
i want to hold on few moments longer
i know that this is the only thing i can do
but sadly i did not have any strength left
more sadly i am lost my strength giver
make me tired alone here

write by teera flyhearty