Kelompok 7

They say home is where the heart is, but mine’s been wandering these neon streets far too long. “Am I still a tourist in my own hometown?” I hum, barely above a whisper, while the skyline blinks back at me like an old flame I’m trying not to call.

Why do we all do this? Refuse to take two trips, act like we got it under control, then immediately regret every life decision the moment we step outside. The real test of strength isn’t in the gym, it’s carrying groceries while trying to keep your dignity intact.