Ruby - Astari Boedikoentjara
Questions with questions
That’s how you answer
Not much you mention,
‘though you’re such talkers
How to expect you to understand,
I try not to experience
your loss and sadness
as everyone moved on,
or away, not staying long.
Too many statements
Be grateful that I’ve kept quiet
as you blab to every pair of ear
who probably refuse to hear
your sob stories
your endless miseries
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
Love is weird
Sometimes it ignites my fear
Maybe it’s often mistaken
confused with a sad obsession
You think he’s the one
Losing track of time,
does it even exist?
Nothing comes out right,
not...with a lot to miss.
Body on autopilot.
I’d like to be
right in-between
asleep and awake
Is it too hard to take?
It’s the only place
It’s not that you still mean to me
This is for a precaution only
to all the ladies
whom you haven’t fooled to please
you and only you
in the name of your ‘needs’
Who died and made you god?
You make me crack up
Such an attention-seeker,
still desperate to be heard
asking for worshippers
Welcome to reality
Again, this is how you're supposed to be
No more stupid sentimentality
It only makes you one weakling, cry-baby
They say speaking up is important
Another episode
an inner push to an automatic mode
a buzzing chainsaw in my ears
My vision wasn’t crystal-clear
It was the same old alien
(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,
