Aku terdiam
Di balik suara yang terus menggema
Mengeja tanya
Yang tak lahir dari mata mereka.

Kupungut satu per satu kebingungan
Yang tak pernah diminta
Sambil menyelipkan rasa kesal
Di antara hela napas.

Tak ada telinga
Hanya dinding yang berdiri tegak
Menampung gema tanpa makna.

Dan ternyata
Lelah juga
Menjadi penjaga sunyi
Yang mereka sebut guru.

I'll enjoy these good moments
Quietly worrying about tomorrow
Quietly preparing myself
So if the pain finds its way back to me
I won't be completely broken.

We never know
The story of tomorrow

If the storm is coming
Please give me a sign
At least a drizzle

'Cause now I'm afraid
The night might hold me tight
Too tight
Again.

I no longer think
Those beautiful words
Were written for me
I've been replaced
And that's alright.
As it should be.

Everyone who comes
Will eventually go
Replaced by better ones
As they should be.

But memories stay memories
Unchanged by time
Who knows what tomorrow holds?
Maybe they’ll play again
Or fade away.
As they should be.

The day has come
A reward to be alive another day
Yet time keeps shrinking.

Cake and candles no longer excite
Warmth, peace, and love
What matters most
They're all I truly seek.

In this moment
Let’s celebrate
For we never know
Maybe tomorrow will be taken away.
Happy birthday.

I was just a little girl
Watching chaos unravel, helplessly
Confusion became a daily routine
Silence, my only defense
And I honed the art of observing pain.

Day by day
I saved up pieces of disappointment
Until the jar began to crack
Spilling exhaustion
Hardening into quiet rebellion
Sharpening into well-trained disgust.

We stopped looking, even beneath the bed
Where is the sorry we deserved?
Where is the responsibility you clung to so tightly?
Where is all the change you once promised?

But whatever
You're here, technically
And us?
We've mastered the art of needing nothing from you.

I used to lie on a bicep
Wrapped in the natural scent of skin

Turns out a pillow isn't that bad
While a blanket is definitely the best comfort ever.