I don't know how to express all this negative thinking that I have.
Arifuddin. The old Arifuddin, who once had been so great and positive had lost its greatness.
Everything seems dark, creepy and blur.
No one will understand. No one will accept me.
I should disappear as soon as possible. There will be no more Arifuddin whom once never know the definition of giving up.
I need my power back. Oh Allah. Help me to go through all this.
Forgive my sins and give me a new heart.
Because this heart, is already shed to pieces.