Ruby - Astari Boedikoentjara
Someday,
all will be discovered
He’ll be caught
persecuted, like he’s always deserved
No more magic?
Why vacant as it is?
Who took all of it?
Nothing to pick.
Dementors have resided,
“How do I catch a monster?”
I’m probably one of the few girls
who asks such a question.
I’ll definitely startle
those who look at me and wonder:
You use your bitter past
to ensure their hopes won’t last.
“Be realistic,”
that’s what you always say
making sure your message sticks.
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.
It’s true, I guess
Ignorance is bliss
Your life is perfect
How come they don’t get that?
Why is it always bad?
Go ahead
Just pretend you’ve never done anything bad
My suffering is what you claim
as me, playing the victim
The longer this calamity lasts,
Backstabbers are such cowards
They spread lies
but they can’t harm this already broken heart
and I’ve got no more tears left to cry
Say it to my face
Call me by my name
Know who I am
It’s my identity
if you wish to speak to me
It’s a simple request
Create your own stories
for the sake of your guts and glory
fiction or real
depending how you feel
Social media
“Oh, but I respect you.”
While at the same time, you turn us blue
keep us homebound,
while you’re free to roam around.
What humanity?
We’re treated more like properties
It’s one hell of a scary piece of art.
It’s not about being rude for the sake of it.
It’s showing the face behind the mask,
no make-up but scars.
Let’s see who sticks around,
