Paint my pain

Unconsciously the horse stabbed me
Stabbed and left a deep mark
My passion is like a pest in front of your eyes
My dream is the fruit of dreams or anger

I don't wanna hear or remember it
How is my dream?
Every word was so accurately engraved it was speechless
Everyone has their own way 

Only me is useless in front of your eyes
What did i do wrong?
Hard to accept
Trying to accept all your flaws

You took me dreams, desires, smiles, beautiful hair
And I'm still silent
I'm not bold and I don't think I need it
But, unfortunately, that doesn’t apply to you

I buried this wound in tears alone
Will you listen once
Just once and I need your support
That's all for today's

Bogor, 28 October 2020

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