Poem February

Its me

Maris,

They call me if they are my family, my old friends, my buddy, and also my hometown friends.

Erita,

They call me if they are my friends from senior high school, college, jobs community and my community in coastal areas.

I am happy??

I wish, but now I am sad, because many things.

Confuse about my passion, about my willing to continue my college, and to find my new job at Jakarta.

And also I am still dream about my wish in catering business in Jakarta and surroundings.