MYSELF WHY DIFFERENT from my friend
By David Marcel Ananda

I know that people have excess
I know that people have flaws
I know that people are always different
But the difference is that I do not understand?

Every time I learn with my friend
They always count on me
They always lazy holding science
Without any effort which may result satisfactory

Is not it true that I do?
The trials of life is this?
My friends ask you trying
And that's for the good guys

They said better to rely
Dependable than others
I am patient and sincere
Noting my attitude

Said they did not like learning
Though still small joy together
To the woman they love
I'm afraid they are all bad things

Until when our country forward?
There was only growing
She said many children many sustenance
Is not one of their opinion?