maria sudibyo

(280883 / parist van java)

Dancing Classroom

Not crying
Do you think my heart is made from iron?
Do you think man looks strong outside
Will always be strong?
Can’t be hurt?
But truth, I’m not more than ashamed coward
I want crying too
Even strong
But please understand, that I’m a woman
Sometimes I want to weep
Be cared and respected
Whoever…understand me
I’m not strong as you see
Want to be understood
But when it happened, I can’t bear it
Don’t want seen weak
There is no super power human
Or very weak person
But many people don’t realize
And labeling as they like
There is no unharmed human
But for they have a hope
And stand against wind of life
There is no other way than fighting
Even life is hard
Even it’s painful
Even those people don’t understand
Let’s we face it!
And cross!

from odoru no kyoshitsu

Submitted: Monday, August 27, 2007
Edited: Friday, April 01, 2011

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