2016-03-21 - 6:24 a.m.
I think you're one in a million 'though I doubt it's a compliment You seem to be proud of being different Believe me, I don't find that always wrong You say you're not the only, but you feel that way to me Your spirit is wild and free You're as emotionally-detached as can be "Come join the fun," you keep offering me the same invitation. "Set your spirit free, let your feelings run. I can see you've been trapped and restrained by rules and obligations." I may tend to pause and freeze, unsure what to decide A part of me is still fighting my demons inside Fear of losing my ground; where do I hide? When will these feelings ever subside? What do you want from me? You say I'm not just anybody but I believe I'm not the only You could always pick anyone else you might equally fancy You don't (want to) understand and I won't wonder why My instinct still tells me you're the kind who makes girls cry I don't want to be just another on your list; I'm not going to lie This time, your selfishness and ignorance make me want to say goodbye Yes, you're one in a million, but I'm afraid it's not a compliment This life isn't always about what you want I'm not responsible for your disappointment R. Writer@work (Jakarta, 19/3/2016 - 1:00 pm)
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