Hating Love

Hating Love
Little rabbit


Fight off?


Am I alone?


Will anyone listen to every word I say?


Is anyone willing to help and defend myself who has nothing right now?


Again, I feel like I am ironic.


No other support than the creator.


He has no power but the impulse within himself.


But my passion and desire has gradually eroded because I do not have the freedom to choose.


Just accept his decision.


No longer able to speak.


What came to her memory were only her words.


This body moves no longer by intuition but by listening to what it says.


Do not ask about the soul, from the beginning this soul has long left the body with its own mind.


A mind that does not want to be controlled.


I don't want to be a robot without desire.


Falling into the abyss of despair.


It's pretty frustrating not to be able to choose for yourself.


Enough to make yourself feel annoyed when you do not get what you want.


Here in this place I am like a little rabbit in front of a tiger.


The tiger is hungry and looking for its prey.


I, a pitiful bunny in front of a tiger, hoped to run away from his stab and save myself.


He and I have a big difference. She instinctively killed him while I relied on my ears to guess his every move. (I'm here as a rabbit).


Like a race who is better between me who has a small body that is easy to hide and he with a large body that every step is bigger many times than my small legs.


With its sense of smell that makes prey frightened when looking for a hiding place.


This is how we differ, as this is also the distance between us.


Whoever receives, he must be sincere and give up.


No matter being a food meal or a prey that accepts must be willing to do whatever is asked by the winner.


Accepting defeat does not have to be entirely desperate. There are still many ways to go to find a better place or way and not leave problems in the future that will damage the future of our children and grandchildren (7 generations).


Don't betray, don't be greedy and don't give up.


There is always a key to every closed door.


There is always a gap for the wind to break into the house.


There is no denying that there is always an easy way but we always choose the difficult.


Whether stupid or too careless but this is indeed accepted or not sometimes it has been your own choice and your destiny.


So the rest do as much and as best you can so that you are not disappointed and even desperate for the choice you make or choose.


In the end, everything is connected to the destiny set by the creator, not just about yourself.


Prayer, prayer and effort are the best ways to get the best.


Everything is destined but being silent and just waiting can make things worse.


Without effort, nothing is easy.


For a letter you need a pen, paper and envelope. Especially about living.


It takes a lot of things to do and fulfill to get the best results.