it proper (?)

it proper (?)


I see people drift
many advantages they have
many find their attention
little quibble
millions of compassion
glad to be their
but this is me I'm strong
always hold all the fatigue
untold new this time I feel sick
motivation to haunt millions
brave myself to not die with envy

every day I passed by joking and laughing
which can still make me grateful joy of living
but they are attentive
complaining with all the reasons
find thousands of comment
for fame
I do not know what they think
but I was always jealous of their being
whether entalah why
I never know the answer
but I still dig it tuk meet

day after day has gone through
but I always regret what has happened over
My thinking pensive
open the eyes of the heart for a moment to calm down
Please pray prayer reinforced
but the question continues, handcuff soul
and ..

it proper for me to be loved?
I it proper to get what I want?
I it proper to fame?
I find it proper chaperone?
I praised it proper?
it proper if I jealous?
and it proper I find rest?
not the vacillation and envy again
please give me a chance to feel my happiness and feel the different life ~
*english trans of "pantaskah ?"*