different

this holiday,
I've become worse,
but there's still room of improvement, in sya Allah.

but at home it's peace i feel.
that I do not wish to talk to nobody,
about anything,
as no one can ever understand me,
the way Allah do.

and the days i spend here seem too short,
that i wanted to be home longer,
before coming back to that school,
full of selfish people,
and selfish me,

i can't believe that things are gonna be like this,
like i've just started and things just start tumbling around,
without my permission,
but then it's still my fault,
always my fault.

just do it.