That is the time that I love and hate the most.
An employee like me is only for forgotten,
They never remember the time I've given my time.
They never remember how much I've given my effort,
They never know that I am paid so much less to see them.
I never regret to be me like now,
I regret to have them.
I am blessed that they are not mine.
Now, if I count down till six months forward,
I will be so happy that finally they will be gone.
In the end, some let me go with tears,
and most of them make a celebration party as my farewell.
Then, if I meet them tomorrow, they will say,
there is no one can replace me as the best they ever know
Indeed my heart, I am free like fleeing.
Yes, let me see your faces, to know how deep your love,
how much you hate me.
I will remember you, because you ever give me a sweet.
I imagine as the sweetest honey ever.
Let me read your face, of how much you admire me then forgetting it as soon as possible.
I love you in a certain condition,
but let me hate you a while,
just a while because you are my proudness my students.
*tribute to you, my students VII3-VII7*
