in the hands of his crime

yes....i deserve all these pieces of shit that is cruelly dumped on me....

where did all that ego and pride drown in whatever ocean i wasnt even sailing in...

yet a part still lingers on...searching for its long lost soul...

hoping it will return...knowing it has gone...gone somewhere it can never turn back and face the reality of fate...

yet it embraces how its locked up in these four walls...

enclosed in this place called "a stupid love"...

that little light shining from a peep hole on the wall..

but it chooses to look into the darkness that surrounds everything else...

the feminist,the man hater,the confidence and the loud one...

all diminished in the hands of his crime...