Strength. Faith. Love.
Facing with all this Anxieties
I Scream my own Insecurities
If Voices Were Like Weapons
I will be bleeding from it
If only I Believe In Myself
I wouldn't have To Hate Me
To God I beseech
I Pray Solemnly
Please Do not Judge Me
Just Accept Me For Who I Am
Because Love is a Jargon
I Can't Decipher
GoodBye
''Fira Adilah''