If I can choose what talent that I want to be in myself

I love to be a drawer. Don't know why.
But Allah doesn't put that talent on me.
It's so sad, but I believe in 'why' Allah doesn't put it on me, even though I don't know what it is.

Because of that, I love to see people who can draw, and people who can paint around me.
I think that they're lucky to have it, which I'm not.

I love to see every line on the stretch book. I love to see them so much. Because I can't.

Who can draw and even paint, are sooooo lucky for me.
That's a beautiful talent in the universe.

Who can do that, are so sexy.

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Jari-jari yang penuh dengan tinta, jari-jari yang sangat kukagumi.
Bagaimana bisa jari-jari itu dengan santainya, dengan mudahnya, tanpa beban, menari-nari di atas hamparan kertas putih bersih sampai muncullah sesuatu di sana.

Aku benar-benar mengaguminya...
Bagaimana bisa mereka melakukannya, sedangkan aku tidak.
Dan bagaimana bisa aku mengagumi sesuatu yang jauh dari yang bisa kuraih.

Aku bahkan mengagumi setiap orang yang bisa melakukannya.
They are special...

:)