"a kid, neon, and lights between"

Lay down in kuta with a bottle of beer, being fucked up, and sorry god..
i regreting things..
seeing light as a blade that stabbing ur eyes..
seeing joy as fake 5 minutes frisbee play...
seeing color as the source of pain..
and seeing wave as rage that some people have because things that you did.. and you know that you really deserve it.. so next thing to do is silent.. no more lies..

because you know that the best thing to do to be a man is dare to tell things that you wrongly did, even that hurts.. and prepare you self that you will lose all things that you have just by a minute.. and i already pushing my luck to the edge..

i`ll not running away..
zero here i go..