Ruby - Astari Boedikoentjara
Perhaps you secretly wish I’d talk to you
the way I used to
like I fear silently
whether you’ll really listen to me
or just give me some more scrutiny
Don’t mind me
I’m just being a little girl
This song is sappy
It couldn’t be worse
It’s him
The bitch-fest seems to drag on and on
No wonder the soap operas’ ratings are down
Each finds ways to stab their opponents
perhaps until all is completely gone
What’s with the bad blood?
Didn’t you hear me say ‘no’?
When you first asked me
to do what you wanted me to
and become whom you thought I should be,
I even declined politely
Hey.
It’s the new me.
This time, no mercy.
I’ve had enough, you see?
Brand new armour
No more magic?
Why vacant as it is?
Who took all of it?
Nothing to pick.
Dementors have resided,
Through my eyes I can see
you, overcome by agony
There's your wall of misery
such a painful sight as can be
but the other side of you
You say it's just a talk,
like normal people making a conversation
It's part of being social,
despite the annual scrutiny and judgment
"Hello, there
Is it difficult for you
to criticise the person
despite their outer appearance
or even origin?
Yeah, speaking from experiences
Battle of the sexes:
That woman scares you.
She has more opinions than you do.
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.
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
