The world is full with broken hearts
When i was still kid, i never ask my mom why my dad is not sleep at home
and she just say daddy went to outstation and she doesnt even smile
maybe she just missing him alot.
later i grow up and i learn that my dad has other wives
at first i thought it was a joke
then i notice he always away during night time and he always find
excuse to bring us out like before
i guess i dont know how to face this and so i only feel broken.
but then i know im also got another sibs because my dad has other children with
his other wives. that time, i just realize, how my heart is broken and
have to face that i have to share my dad and how all these time
my mom choose to stay because of us, her children, and sacrifice
her happiness.
time passed us by
and so i grow up too
i take it as normal and pretend everything was OK
until one day, we heard rumors, daddy just marry another wives,
which just same age with my eldest sister and he brought this up to all world known this.
well this time, i cant truly accept it.
i was really break down, mental illness, and i made alot of mistakes.
i blame everything and put the blames by doing bad things to myself
its like revenge to this broken heart.
i think all the men are trash and they only care about lust and money
nothing with love
so i play along the game
i couple with many men and make them broken heart
i cheats again and again
i make them believe all was love and left them just like that
and most of the men i hurt are the most i love and they are so kind to me
but im moster and let their hearts broken. but i never feel satisfied till
i realize how empty i am
empty inside and so i am the broken not them.