I Ain'T Poem by Niken Kusuma Wardani

I ain’t a princess
I don’t have those amazing fate
Neither know how to dwell in grace
Just simply breath and mess thing
So I never am the passionate
Vain to color the dried rose
Sailing just a few row to know
Heading back to shore is wise but odd

I just ain’t lucky
To never know how to differ desire and lust
Enjoy the warm hug or intense fears
Melt the silver dust deep to vein
When it got to the heart and sing
Would not help to eliminate the hushed tone
Echoes through vulnerable cave of mind
Yet it hurt and precious, I dare not to loose

Be it to you ain’t me
Fancy the engraved note and your perfect dream
Crossed the twin sword to cover the pain
Better be villain than victim
Did it appear in your limited will?
The way I cut my flesh to let the soul flee
Standing there vaguely try to digest
Fail to emphasize the holly truth

I ain’t you nor anyone
Live the breath in and out and go on
Taking air never that simple to learn
I fell over and over suffocated
From the brief essay of my past
Neither run or die will count
All gloom as the moon
My deepest devotion failed to mind itself

I ain’t just me
I don’t need to bid you goodbye
Or to send a bunch of platonic love
To created the idea of –sorry- in your mind
Wish I could handed you the ruin of my prize
To bring the necessity back to the light
That I ain’t a lucky princess
So be it to you and anyone ain’t me