Sekian lama tak berjumpa
Duniaku berhenti, hampa
Seakan diriku dikarantina

Things I could never say to you,
I wish I had more time.
Though I know that my time have come to an end.
All I do is pray.

Wishing you well.

Falling for nothing,
Not the dreams that I wanted.
But hey, not every miserable feelings will be forever right?
The time won't end,

And so do we.

Sorry for everything.

Aku ingin bertemu tuhan
dengan tubuh kering berkafan
Bukan sebagai bangkai terurai
Di rumahku yang kini lautan

three classes to teach
5 hours a week
I forgot the due date again
is it this week or last week
if this one time I can pretend
a student with blushing cheeks
giggled so blatantly as if
the slides I made was some of childhood worth of joke
look! I won't give you a rotten apple I had
from my graduation day
I stucked my teeth there
I can feel the pain still
long from the first day my braces just got tighten
in high school, I put coins in my uniform
the grey skirt that got me wondered
how their pocket got stitched and mine didn't
my grey skirt was the one with a pocket each side
like an elephant floppy ears sticked out
I wonder and I lay down on my single bed

semua orang tersenyum
    semua orang bahagia
    itu yang nampak

    ketika langit gelap
    bintang bertaburan
    sepi sendiri

    semua orang menangis
    semua orang bersedih
    itu yang sesungguhnya

ini sudah malam
matahari sudah tidak nampak
jalanan sudah sepi
burung pun kembali ke sarangnya

ini sudah larut
aku sudah berada di kasurku
kamu pun juga di kasurmu
diantara kita, masih sama-sama diam

aku sudah lelah
setelah menunggumu semalaman
sampai hatiku merintih menyesal
tapi tak ada lagi sapaan darimu malam ini

aku terlelap
setelah semalaman menangis
menyesal, kenapa aku tidak memaafkanmu
menyesal, kenapa aku tidak memintamu kembali

kalau bulan bisa memberi tahu
harusnya aku yang memulai
-
namun malam ini aku diam
kamu pun, diam

i hate you
you concrete jungle
broken and jagged roads
that bear their rusted metal rods like ribs
the smells of sewerage always beneath your steps

smog and absurd dreams circulate through the veins
of infants who smoke clove cigarettes and ask with neutral stares
why are you afraid to die?
why can't you just live?
I will die asking why I love this city so much!!!
I will ask that my dead body be unceremoniously laid under the red Indonesian clay where countless unknowns were laid before me
bury me in Jakarta.
tell the single mom with the face I've always wanted to kiss
that I was only trying to feel loved for the very first time

Ku merindukan kata-kata hangatmu
yang menembus dinginnya malam
menyelimuti raga yang gugup