Ruby - Astari Boedikoentjara
You may complain
about the rain
It’s hard to go home
without getting drenched
Nights are long
The city traffic’s a bitch
You’ll probably see me
an offbeat character at this party
a plain, simple girl-next-door
wondering what she could possibly offer
What? Who??
(Dark Thoughts of The Bullied)
It's more than a vacant space
or lack of expression on one's face
It doesn't contain nothing,
A spiteful little man
started his day with a mean comment
saying women with makeup are stupid
wasting their fortunes on expensive tidbits
A quick way for an attention-seeker
Will I ever get to know
the meaning of that look?
I'm afraid to find out as I go
There might be no turning back,
once I'm hooked
I know what you did
I know what you did to her
You’ve broken her to bits
but she’s a survivor
You took what she’ll never get back
Advice?
More of them?
Truth or lies?
Should I give a damn?
I understand
If age is just a number,
then why does time feel smaller?
Space is no longer
as wide as we once experienced.
Before the digits,
It's a huge thank you to all of you,
Dearest Elders In The Family,
Peaceful-Loving Cousins too
for having finally seen us through.
First of all,
A night when we cross paths
a blast from the past
the way you look at me
full of familiarity
I know you’re still curious
I’m not arrogant
I’ve been adjusted to being alone
solving problems on my own
afraid to be (too) dependent
the moment I start asking
for your assistance
I sometimes fall asleep
and find myself there again
back to the same quiet streets
and my two best friends
I miss those peaceful streets