I can't close my eyes tonight,
after a long day of waiting,
truly feeling like missing,
something or someone?
even i don't really know my little heart.
I keep on missing, but
wonder and wander around kept on boarding
my flight of thinking,
did I really being on the right path?
why did t do this? why did i take this way?
this level of questions made my days
feel like not completing enough,
don't someone want to tell me something?
the one thing that I kept on missing.
Someone,
it's really disturbing me about the throwback,
somehow, I want to boast around the media,
yet, no one doesn't seem care about my longing,
yes, my sincerity is not to be told,
my loyalty is not about being the sky,
my heart is not to be share with people,
but where should I? who would like to?
writing notes and diaries ain't solving,
calling someone ain't suit me, my style,
cause my ego is still high up the roof to be hold,
and I know that's mean.
My love is not about the lovers,
my love is about the story line,
it ain't drama, it ain't song either,
I can't really make a very one, so-called novel,
but I can keep on creating the beauty,
of the times I got over with,
of the moments I started to cry unknowingly,
of the seconds the anger used up my patience,
of the minutes the precious around me, be with me,
of the hours wasted just to chase my dreams.
This day,
every night seems so short,
for my dreams to sail around the world,
every day seems so long,
for my shoulders carrying the burden,
the trust my parents give to me before leaving,
the love my siblings took around around places they go,
the longing my friends hide away from my sight,
but no worries,
cause I'm walking cool enough,
to take them by heart and run along with it.
Not all questions are to be answered,
it's not about solving, it's about wonder,
this life always gives us options,
to live well or to be astray,
know that heart is created to be strong,
even small, it can carry the heaviest thing in world,
that's what makes us tough,
Remember that, my heart,
fight tough but always stay humble.
after a long day of waiting,
truly feeling like missing,
something or someone?
even i don't really know my little heart.
I keep on missing, but
wonder and wander around kept on boarding
my flight of thinking,
did I really being on the right path?
why did t do this? why did i take this way?
this level of questions made my days
feel like not completing enough,
don't someone want to tell me something?
the one thing that I kept on missing.
Someone,
it's really disturbing me about the throwback,
somehow, I want to boast around the media,
yet, no one doesn't seem care about my longing,
yes, my sincerity is not to be told,
my loyalty is not about being the sky,
my heart is not to be share with people,
but where should I? who would like to?
writing notes and diaries ain't solving,
calling someone ain't suit me, my style,
cause my ego is still high up the roof to be hold,
and I know that's mean.
My love is not about the lovers,
my love is about the story line,
it ain't drama, it ain't song either,
I can't really make a very one, so-called novel,
but I can keep on creating the beauty,
of the times I got over with,
of the moments I started to cry unknowingly,
of the seconds the anger used up my patience,
of the minutes the precious around me, be with me,
of the hours wasted just to chase my dreams.
This day,
every night seems so short,
for my dreams to sail around the world,
every day seems so long,
for my shoulders carrying the burden,
the trust my parents give to me before leaving,
the love my siblings took around around places they go,
the longing my friends hide away from my sight,
but no worries,
cause I'm walking cool enough,
to take them by heart and run along with it.
Not all questions are to be answered,
it's not about solving, it's about wonder,
this life always gives us options,
to live well or to be astray,
know that heart is created to be strong,
even small, it can carry the heaviest thing in world,
that's what makes us tough,
Remember that, my heart,
fight tough but always stay humble.
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