Incomplete
though this is a crowded world
where dreams are possible
and the beauties of life are adorable
how come i live in sorrow
though we look so perfect
wrapped ourselves with pride
but no one can lie this heart
what i'm feeling inside
i have lost in tracks
lost in this eyed-catching world
no money can heal this unending sorrow
because i believe to only faith can
but why every time i prayed
why can't i cry
why i keep running away from the condition
i feel so incomplete
do i need another voice to calm me down?
do i need another shoulder to lean on?
found me
complete me
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