over abuse

things are cheap when people had too much of it

words would be meaningless,
music being nuisance,
arts called vandalism,
love became metaphor

it's only works on industry
where batch processing means more profit

meracau

ketika orang berkata dia lapar, dia membuat dirinya sendiri lapar
kenapa ga dia makan sesuatu sebelumnya?
kenapa ga sekarang aja dia cari makan

terus, bagaimana kalo seseorang bilang dia tolol?
bilang dia tidak punya teman?
bilang dunia kejam?

dia udah buat dunia kejam terhadap dirinya sendiri
dan jarang sekali orang menyalahkan dirinya sebelum menyalahkan orang lain

*bukan tentang siapa2, hanya pikiran tolol malam2
meracau

relativity

we're had our own role in society
i'm taking mine as the darkness

cause i'm relatively no funnier than other

not quite a human

in case you didn't notice

i'm different

not the one you should treated special
but it's about how you cannot treat me as human,
something less

it's because i'm anonymous to affection
and i think i'm supposed to learn it from you

mind trap

imprison
not the dark, not the cold
it's the wall
i fear

composition of brick, sands, cement
finger alone could scratch
until the nails tear and the blood drip

i wouldn't knew how tall the tree outside
the gray of the clouds
the rainy days
the soil turned concrete

people build a city outside
they had cinema, restaurants, clubs
sights of people dreams come true with their money
endless laughs on night and grim on daylight

globalization after industrialism
but i wouldn't knew
so no need to care

lights out

a second of chill on skins
then i drown in dark
whispering with an imaginary friend to keep me sane
as them said otherwise

near dawn

when a whole second was an hour
late night hours i awaken
losing biological age for measly sanity
another way of suicide

i realize things that stands still
and things that depends on perception

i wont says much
let's we have it without lot of thoughts
it'll be far much easier
to enjoy the laugh
to be special
you..