maria sudibyo

(280883 / parist van java)

Wandering Class


I thought that
nothing, nothing, nothing
can make me cry again

I thought I
forget, forget, forget
those scars and pain

but no, it's
comeback, comeback, comeback
and leaks my eyes

I should not beat down
I should grow stronger
and everything will be fine

I will not always cry
like nowhere child
and nothing to be done

but hey, you
won't know and
I will cry alone

I'm tired
to be puppet and must be
someone's else

I can't hold it
that's enough
my heart is shattered

Can I stop
and relax and
nobody ask me why?

why don't find any jobs
why don't go to school
like anybody does?

I'm in wandering class
give time to think
who I am

but do you
want to understand and
stay by my side?

Submitted: Sunday, October 05, 2008

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