The words of the deep,
Tells us to think before death;
For you'll think no more.

The sun rises in the morning.
The moon shines in the evening.
Yes yes, they do.
Just like you and I.

The river runs.
The lake stills.
They all do.
Just like you and I.

People die,
People live.
People love,
People hate.

Like the wind,
Love comes.
Just like you and I,
You came.

The hands of a clock moves clockwise.
The time moves forward; leaving each day.
And you left like time.
Nothing special.

The* monster;  the  man.
I  was  the  man;  the  madn­ess.
Will  I  ever  be?

You always try to organize spaces
And you never wanted those spaces to be just as adequate.
You tried and have many revisions
For you never wanted it to be simple
And you see spaces as some kind of small universes.
So, you wanted those spaces to have so much considerations.

Now, you're already done about planning and made your blueprint.
And so, the building is about to be built.
For days, months, and years, you tried to press on what was planned and you never wanted the construction to be inaccurate.
You really wanted to show the architect that you are.

In the end, those spaces and all that you worked for was not meant for you to have but for your client.



You were my client.

Sometimes, I like to draw
Sometimes, I like to sing
Sometimes, I like to play musical instruments
Sometimes, I like to paint
Sometimes, I like to dance
Sometimes, I like to act like someone else
Sometimes, I like to be slow
Sometimes, I like to be fast
Sometimes, I like
Sometimes, I love

Everything happens, just sometimes.

I stay silent; say no words
As I lie on my bed, just thinking.
I stay silent; feeling the cold
It's 4:45 am but still breathing

The night seems to be passive;
I felt nothing but curious.
I tried to be expressive;
Still, nothing comes out but slumberous.