Breakfast

it is all said by burnal
last last everybody go chop breakfast
Now it serves already
what are you gain for hurting
those you claim you love
not just that but the true love
you claim you have
what have you gain

Even though
you serve me food
that makes me question my spoon
Even though
you serve me breakfast
That makes me hate the time
you are not here to be blame
because you are just mith in my life

Clear and loud
we are now In different path
paths where people
play a game of no warning
believe me not to hate
but not to be kind anymore
since you broke the line

it said to believe
when the food is serve
it will surely hot
now it known to me
dare not to eat and nor to smell

when the tea is serves
it will be tasty to swallow
not courageous to hold the cup
But what did you achieve
After serve it to a bleeding heart

you are not here to cursed
but regretting the trust I put in you
you  are not here to harmed
but forsake the loyalty have in you

Not too much supprise
since you are a bird of the same feader
like your mum