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I’m just a number,
not a person,
at least according to them.
If I die as the only one,
then it doesn’t matter.
I’m just a dot in their statistics.
“Patience is a virtue.”
Yeah, right.
At least according to you.
“There’s no point in this fight.”
Nothing wrong with patience.
He bares his straight, white teeth for a smile
as he greets me with his shy “Hello”,
while I politely nod as I go.
His dark complexion slightly glistens
under the Jakarta morning sun.
Have I put myself on exile for too long,
that solitude no longer feels wrong?
Just hollow,
a vacant space without a vibrant soul.
I’m afraid to forget
All my beloved ones made me suffer burning pain.
My soul was bleeding so I promised not to fall in love again.
Last month I broke my promise though I knew it was insane.
I’ve travelled at the speed of light towards your heart.
We hear each other breathing long distances apart.
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.
I’ve been blinded by biased simplicity,
seeing things in black and white, so literally.
The shame’s still within me,
‘though I know I’m not the one and only.
Have your minds also been corrupted,
I can’t live without you.
You think so, too.
I am lonely now.
So give me your heart and take my love.
Never! Never! Never
Make promises forever.
We can still see each other,
thanks to the webcam on our computers
or hear each other on our phones.
Still,
some things are irreplacable.
Every day is basically the same.
We’ve become hamsters in our own spinning wheels.
It’s the familiar, boring game.
We’re going round and round on our heels.
The world’s become a scarier place.
If people are completely different,
Living together is tiring and difficult.
Who is in your picture,
Your music, films and literature?
What is true and what is false?
I don’t know the answers just because
Nobody wins.
Everybody loses.
Stories told,
bought and sold.
Facts versus fiction.
