Getting smaller than before
Without any difference
And we are still the same
This blinded happiness just run out my life battery
Now I just want to walk alone
Don’t steal my heart anymore
Let’s move to another pressure
It’s not fiction
It’s just selective words
Too much sleep had broken my brain
Decaying my brain
Tormenting my heart
High euphoria is not always good
Yeah, I’m having generator
But I don’t know how to start it
I don’t want to lose
So I don’t want to play
How cruel I am
As a matter of fact, I’m lost in a forgotten land
Dark sky above my head
Blocking my vein system
To feel alone again
Okay, enough for this…
I don’t want to play this bullshit anymore
Okay, enough for this bullshit
I want to write my own story
Even I want create such a controversy
Hell yeah, we find our own way
To pursue our own life
Leave me alone in my storm
Because there are so many broken thoughts crowd my mind
Let me build my own revolution
The joys are closed for public
I close my eyes again
Being empty
Feeling free
No more rain
It’s only sunny day
Saint and sinner are my duality life
Because I’m having such a dual personality
I’m creating my own heaven
We dreamed to have a beauty end
And we promised each other to make it good
But today, we end it all
We can’t have perfect love indeed
Blessing in disguise?
Please stop it
I don’t want to fool anyone
Because it’s just kind of our egoism
So let me open your heart
I ever dreamed about a beauty life
When I woke up I feel awesome
And I work hard for having such life
But I know nothing what the reality of the beauty life actually is
Again, I’m just pursuing my fragile heart
Because I don’t have clue to the right path
I’m just like a blind man
I’m convincing myself that everything is going to be alright
I read my old journal
Pulling myself to my forgotten past
I think I have lost my angel
Because every action of mine was a reflection of my hedonism
I break my compass
I lose my breaking system
I modify my engine
Just to show off his lunatic sense
And finally he cried for no reason
Crying loud in his own isolated prison
All the time
Yah, all the time
I’m loving to still like enigma for the stupid people who is not accepting me or loving me
So it’s my rule
Here today and gone tomorrow
A vapor in the wind
An atomic in the universe
A grain of sand in the beach
Jogja, 26 April 2011
Holy Spirit System
