So, how do you finally realize?
There are a dozen of things that you’ve already missed
People, moments, facts, affections, chances, or even jokes
These are all of things that you hope to be on pause
Or wish to be replayed with another better verses
Somehow you judge yourself for being stupid, dumb, and foolish
Just because you think you chose the right things and disposed the wrong ones
Turns out, it only makes you drown in the ocean of remorse
And then you start blaming all the universe
Keep uttering rhythms that make your melancholy get worse
But, just like any other books that have been written
There are various story lines to make it different from the others
Each story line’s guided by chapters
And there’s no wrong chapter to be included in destined story line
So, how do you finally realize?
The dozen things you missed weren’t the part of chapters in your outstanding story line
Tragedies, it all happened.
Just.to .slow .down. the .tempo .
If it’s not yours, then it won’t be yours
Sounds familiar?
Jun 23, 2020
Jun 23, 2020 at 12:53 AM UTC
no matter
how hard
we've tried
to condemn
all the situations,
we both
know,
the timeline
wouldn't be
altered into
expectations
May 17, 2020
May 17, 2020 at 7:56 AM UTC
you tell me beautiful words
something that i’ve never heard
you give me those funny dad jokes
the things that really make me laugh
you are being so nice
so i say a lot of thanks
you show me your affection
that i wish i’d have never fallen
you say that you like me
and yes it makes me crazy
you do this to all of girls
and of course i already knew it at first
Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 12:39 PM UTC
I remember crying because I failed to put the pedal on my bicycle
I remember the day when I got hit by my old friend for hiding his marbles
I remember the lies, tears, and dullness for which I created
When I was younger, gazillion times I always thought about the miracle
I remember those nights when my mom put me in bed and became a storyteller
Telling me how easily people fly crossing islands which was beyond the normal
Sometimes, I wish I could have that superpower
Wish someday when I get older, I would be a perfect girl
People would forget my stupidities and give me that label
That, is, miracle.
The cycle comes, and little me was gone
Hello nineteen me,
Welcome to another bedtime story
When you could pick a dream, but not really sure whether it'll be real or just fantasy
Still hoping that might you be a prodigy,
But you forget about the term of mental therapy
I do really sorry,
Your timeline didn't go as you planned
The majority of them was dreadfully failed
Haven't you realized it?
How many pains did you have?
How many failures did you receive?
And how many silly things did you do?
There are too many to be counted.
You always doing dumb things
Procrastinating in something,
And jeopardizing everything,
You are so embarrassing that you even couldn't bear with your own being
You always try yet you always fail
You always walk though you always want to fly
You always attempt to smile yet you do a lot of cries
You compare yourself to other people
You always think their life is much easier
You start blaming yourself about your awful character
Loathing your asymmetric face for not getting prettier
Cursing how bad annoying voice out of your manner
And blah.
Out of time, wish I could rewind the time
Wish I never wanted to dream to have superpower
Wish I never wanted to dream it at all
I regret dreaming for some miracle
Cos' miracles are unattainable
In fortune, there is only fate.
Jul 27, 2018
Jul 27, 2018 at 1:37 PM UTC
All of sudden reality happens
Ruining my mind that's already jumbled
"where the hell did i just go?"
I ask to myself no one listens
Obsecurity is still in me
Recognizing situation where i have been
Looking up the sky it's already dark
Worrying something, i need to get up
Home, i need to find home
Stepping forward to pass the crowd
The longer i go, the quieter it's so
Taking my glasses off because its fogged
Focusing my lens but the blur shows
sigh
Now melancholy does it again
Lack of knowledge about locations
Lack of someone to be asked for
And there is no light to guide me on
Vision, direction, companion
I wish i could make them clearer
But in reality, they just disappear
Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 9:26 AM UTC