Ruby - Astari Boedikoentjara
Ask me not
about the bastard
who’d made this heart
nothing but a toy
my emotions, his sickest joy
Love is weird
Sometimes it ignites my fear
Maybe it’s often mistaken
confused with a sad obsession
You think he’s the one
Fiction sells better these days
It keeps you guessing anyway
It depends on how well we craft
and if you happen to be pretty daft
For us, it's entertainment
That is one question
you may never have the guts
to say out loud
here, right to my face.
You can’t fool me with your expressions.
There’s still that hailstorm in my heart
The ice is solid
a perfect, although temporary patch
to fill the holes in its walls
I’m feeling cold
What you choose to believe
will affect how you perceive.
A picture’s worth a thousand words,
or possibly less or more.
There’s more than meets the eye.
The secondhand poem
you once wrote for me
now used to woo another lady
Boy, you’re so lazy!
If she knew the backstory,
she’d be displeased
Make sure you have something
worth watching for
because you demand
your audience’s attention,
taking up their time
absorbing their energy
Is it difficult for you
to criticise the person
despite their outer appearance
or even origin?
Yeah, speaking from experiences
Take a step back and analyse.
Listen to some sounding advice.
Do you like what you see?
Are you longing to be free?
Think three steps ahead.
I need to be brave
to show you these feelings I have
For too long I’ve been imprisoned
by my own creation of silence
I’ve been too scared
Hey.
It’s the new me.
This time, no mercy.
I’ve had enough, you see?
Brand new armour