dear papa cets

i hate sunday =(

xle bangun lambat pon

mata buka tutup

tgn pegang henpon

tuhan da tarik nikmat tido

sedih

terpaksa basuh ct polish

da masuk 2weks pa cets balik dan dia sungguh terok mcm tuan nya

tak terjaga

cek baby scoter

idopkan guna kaki

dkat stengah jam baru nk idop

patah x patah je da kaki

siap2 sme

masuk ruma dan berkurung

boleh tak saya xpayah kuar dr rumah ni

kuar dr rumah tgk ct polish

tguk dashbod kete dgn pic papa cets situ

bt sy jd budak lembek

kehidupan yg sedih di pagi hari akan bermula lg pada hari esok

='(

i lyk teh tarik

xmo sda minum kopi

sikit2 bole la

ble sakit kepala dua tiga hari xdapat tido

once my lop, always be my lop

close your eyes, feel yourself, i always there

i miss your presence in my life,

i miss you always being there for me,

i miss a hugs from you,

i miss we were holding hands,

i miss my papa cets,

i just miss you.