Wandering Class
I thought that
nothing, nothing, nothing
can make me cry again
I thought I
forget, forget, forget
those scars and pain
but no, it's
comeback, comeback, comeback
and leaks my eyes
I should not beat down
I should grow stronger
and everything will be fine
I will not always cry
like nowhere child
and nothing to be done
but hey, you
won't know and
I will cry alone
I'm tired
to be puppet and must be
someone's else
I can't hold it
that's enough
my heart is shattered
Can I stop
and relax and
nobody ask me why?
why don't find any jobs
why don't go to school
like anybody does?
I'm in wandering class
give time to think
who I am
but do you
want to understand and
stay by my side?
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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