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Why "UNTITLED"? I know that's the first question that u will ask to me when u look this posted... Well, actually I don't know what title that I can write on this posted... Cause, this is come just from my heart... *curcol*  


It is so complicated for me... There's too much problem that I have to solve at the same time... Being grown up it's mind blowing...


I know, every people have their own problem... That's why I can't always share what I feel, what is my problem.. I always try to think and solve it by myself.. I don't need anybody, but this is my weakness and my own mistake... This is why I always be the stressfull girl... Sometimes I want to scream out loud I can't handle this...!!!


My friend just loneliness... Nobody even want to know about this feelings... So better I keep it by myself... And just show my smiling face... They don't have to know how badly I need them... It's just like crying under the pouring rain so there's no one will see my tears...


This shoulder, will always be a crying shoulder for friends or familys who's come to me and cry or even tell their story... But, I will never get a crying shoulder for my own sadness... It's okay, cause I am Marcella... Born to be a woman full of rigidity... I am Marcella, born to be a loners...

When The Rain...

When the rain pouring down,

It came with someone tears...

Maybe a tears of happiness or even sadness...

When the rain pouring down,

the grass are enjoying the fresh cold water...

pleasing the eternal thirst because of the heat

That was the tears oh happiness

When the rain pouring down,

there's a lot homeless being sodden...

tears on their face, chilled cause of the rain

that was a tears of sadness...

When the rain pouring down,

Kids are playing arround with smile on their face...

Happy being wet and played with friend...

that's a tears of hapiness

When the rain pouring down,

there's a heart crying, because of lovelorn...

And the skies are cry with them...

that's a tears because of sadness...

When the rain pouring down,

I love the sound, when every drop touch the dry land...

I love the smell of moist grass,

I love the fresh and cold air...

When the rain pouring down,

it's always bring a happiness and sadness...

For me, you and every human kind...

But,

I still here....

Gracefull, because the RAIN want to pouring down...

drenching all the land from the dryness...

So, I say again..

When the rain pouring down...

It will always came with happiness or even sadness...