Sticking up the pieces

It's amazing to see someone well-formed in front of you,

yet it is actually being in broken pieces. 

Thinking back,

perhaps that hug is for me,

perhaps that hug is to stick up the bits of pieces of me.

I have come to this far,

I still stumble and fall,

not smooth, not smooth at all,

it's a journey where it is designed for me,

I will take it up no matter what.

While busying putting the puzzles into place,

I will continue to give love,

give love in a cheerful way, 

because LOVE WON'T BE DEFEATED,

and I WON'T BE DEFEATED.

I have been broken,

I am still broken,

I will continue to be broken,

and my God won't look down on the humble broken pieces,

and he so sayang me and he will put me into his hand,

and make everything right.

Good night:))