2013-07-10 - 2:03 p.m.
Sometimes he wonders if they can see what's behind his smile.
Oh, if only they could.
Would they still stick around, even only for a while?
Sometimes it's easier to pretend that all is good.
Sometimes she fears of what they might sense behind her laughter.
From the world, she's been hiding her silent tears.
Oh, will things ever get better?
Sometimes she worries about being a major complainer.
Sometimes they question their actual roles on earth.
Oftentimes, all they need is a gentle reminder:
They're not weaklings.
They're only human.
Once in a while,
they can get sick and tired of everything.
R.
(Jakarta, 5/7/2013 - 9:35 am)
