Looking at the dark sky
He looked at his paper and started to cry
Wounded by the harsh criticisims
Yet you aren't the God to judge him

He only have passion
But it turns to depression
Leading to stop writing
As people continue judging

Works are meant to get the critic
Not the person who writes the lyric
He is a writer by blood
And a person in the middle of the crowd

“The storm is coming!”
Shouted by a friend who's running
I looked behind and there I saw people panicking
And there's this another friend walking towards me while crying
I gave her a warm hug, and she uttered "I lost everything."
Am I allowed to talk? I asked to myself, but she held onto my arms and ask, “Are you listening?”
I nodded as a response and there she stopped crying
The storm which shattered everyone and left nothing
"I was only drag here by my own feet. I only have you." and there I saw she's barefoot, and her wound is bleeding


The other friend which I saw a while ago is now from afar looking at me
Her eyes are also hurt from crying but she's mad and trying to find a shelter
She is envious of this friend who's relying to me right now
But she was the first one who ran away, forgetting me
She was the one who left me alone, but now to whom is she trying to put the blame?
Is it for I who was abandoned, or is it for her who ran away?

Introducing you to the metal that I use to paint
But everytime I use this; I always faint
I'm carving it to my skin like a masterpiece
And everytime I do this it reminds me of broken pieces

I am the red artist in the dark night
The artist who lost her will to fight
So here am I trying to make an art
To my skin and to add bleeding to my heart

My works are not even worthy
They are calling it ******
But seeing my blood in my skin
I am an artist through thick and thin

You are judging me from what you saw
Not even knowing what's behind of my flaws
The best artist that people never noticed
Is now fighting with words as a poetess

The red blood on the floor
Symbolizes that I will now close the door
Of the darkess which I live in
And to my dear self, for how long since it has been?

Lied about his characteristics
as well as forgot about being an optimist


Forcing him to cut his long nails
Preventing him from wearing high heels
Lips are cracking due to beating
While eyes are slowly begging


His legs are trembling
As for he heard his father screaming
Big paddles are now on the way
“Everyone leave, and you stay.”


He bend down his knees and beg for mercy
People outside are listening for this another controversy

This could be a nightmare with no escape
And his body who lost it's own shape
Fed up with harsh judgements of society
While people don't even give sympathy


Cannot even speak louder
While crying in front of his mother


Afraid of what would be his fate
Thinking that it is too late
To stand up and fight
In his own battle to find the light

The city lights and the people in the street
Here am I passing by expecting that you and I will meet
It's crowded here again, and I can only see my shadow
Oh wait! There you are, in the crowd watching a show


“Excuse me.” I uttered in every people who's passing by
But the show is over and they already said goodbye
You're running away again from me
Shall I chase after thee?


“Lady! You might get tripped!" shouted by a child
“Watch over!” he added, and I only smiled
I can't lose the guy whom am I chasing after
I shouted in the middle “HEY STILL REMEMBER--”


You ignored me and people are laughing
My love, am I really annoying?
You said you'll comeback to me
But I was left alone under the tree


I asked myself “Am I existing?”
Or to your memory I'm slowly disappearing?
Before I forgot I am only your shadow
Who's always chasing you after the show

I use this fancy colors on my lips
To cover all these cuts
Wishing that they will all vanish
As I carve a smile on my lips

I use different powders
To cover up my flaws
The acnes due to not sleeping
Considering that anxiety pays another visit

I use concealer to conceal the dark circles
The eyes which are hurt from crying
Everyday and everynight nonstop
Asking for sympathy

I use eyeshadows to add color into my life
Different colors as for I am a pretender
Glitters to show that I stand out
Trying to belong in a group

Trying to hide my real identity
But who am I fooling?
It's no other than myself
Someone who cannot accept her flaws