me back here, the place called home
the place where is my loved ones lives and breathes
i got my culture shock..
that traffic, that attitude, that fake, that curious..
i miss my home there..
when i got my strength in my peace..
when i became tough girl in that amsterdam's junggle..
here, i am become weak.. spoiling in my zero safety zone..
and i miss my tough's side.. it looks that it was disappear..
i am getting weak easily and i hate that..
where is me again? i lost it...
*in my first culture shock with Jakarta*
I MISS MY AMSTERDAM.....