The Lier Must Go
i hate when people lie.
i hate when people that i trust lie to me.

when i care someone
i always know if something happen
or something wrong,its not the same.

maybe, because my dad was a military police,
so i have some kind of detective instinct.

i’ll find out
i’ll always find out

sometime.. i’m trying to not believe what i found
but when the evidences its so strong.

the truth came out
and its hurt me

and i keep digging ..for more evidences
more information
more details
more hurt

i don’t know why i keep doing that
sometime i feel like
its might be better know noting
you better be honest
you better be good
you better tell me the true
you better let me go from the first time
you better not come back again
and i better moving on.