A peaceful world would be nothing like the world I see in front of me
There would be no worry about what’s going to happen to me
oleh doing things as a community we make things available to the
Community. Graffiti washes, car washes, etc.
That’s what I could do as part of the community.
As an individual in this world I see in front of me
There I stand and see chaos right in front of me I stop it, it’s like the whole world froze
And it’s nothing but me stopping what I see right in front of me
I close my eyes
The vision I see is nothing like what is in front of me
There are people laughing, having a good time, not worrying
It’s like I just had the weight of the world lifted off of me
That’s what I as an individual envision as a lebih peaceful world unlike the
One I see in front of me
As a student I close my eyes and see students
Hugging and getting along it’s like they finally understand each other, unlike me
I seem clueless, unwanted in the real world but here it’s like I’m wanted, understood
And, most of all, loved I say to myself this is what I want the world to be like; I can help
People and listen to their problems that’s what I can do to help
The world in front of me
As a family member, I can cinta my family
Listen to their mistakes and then another vision comes to me
I see family members getting along and not arguing it’s like the whole worlds
Changed: family loving each other, families not having to separate and
Most of all children being loved. anda wouldn’t worry about
The kids in school that seem like they’re hiding something about the
Family they live with they share secrets, not afraid to be judged oleh their loved ones. It’s like they
Finally feel free they can spread their wings and fly; let their families know what’s going on
I can help this oleh letting each member of my family spread their wings, let them talk let them not be
Judged, help them when they are let down oleh one of the people in their family
I can let them be free, let them talk to me like it doesn’t matter and tell them I will be
Here: that’s what I envision in the world I see in front of me
There would be no worry about what’s going to happen to me
oleh doing things as a community we make things available to the
Community. Graffiti washes, car washes, etc.
That’s what I could do as part of the community.
As an individual in this world I see in front of me
There I stand and see chaos right in front of me I stop it, it’s like the whole world froze
And it’s nothing but me stopping what I see right in front of me
I close my eyes
The vision I see is nothing like what is in front of me
There are people laughing, having a good time, not worrying
It’s like I just had the weight of the world lifted off of me
That’s what I as an individual envision as a lebih peaceful world unlike the
One I see in front of me
As a student I close my eyes and see students
Hugging and getting along it’s like they finally understand each other, unlike me
I seem clueless, unwanted in the real world but here it’s like I’m wanted, understood
And, most of all, loved I say to myself this is what I want the world to be like; I can help
People and listen to their problems that’s what I can do to help
The world in front of me
As a family member, I can cinta my family
Listen to their mistakes and then another vision comes to me
I see family members getting along and not arguing it’s like the whole worlds
Changed: family loving each other, families not having to separate and
Most of all children being loved. anda wouldn’t worry about
The kids in school that seem like they’re hiding something about the
Family they live with they share secrets, not afraid to be judged oleh their loved ones. It’s like they
Finally feel free they can spread their wings and fly; let their families know what’s going on
I can help this oleh letting each member of my family spread their wings, let them talk let them not be
Judged, help them when they are let down oleh one of the people in their family
I can let them be free, let them talk to me like it doesn’t matter and tell them I will be
Here: that’s what I envision in the world I see in front of me
I feel lost,
I feel so different,
I know everyone around me,
but I don't seem to know any of the faces I see,
I don't know if it's just my hallucinations atau my daydreaming,
I just don't know and yet kind of don't care,
I'm different from everyone and they judge me,
I know I'm weird, strange, and crazy,
But that's one of the great things about me,
I'm different and I'll deal with that my own self,
I'm not a typical populer girl,
but I'm not a backstabber either,
I'm a special different than they say,
I'm my own self and I cinta to be different,
Make fun of me cause know I don't care
I'm different and I cinta that because I don't
wanna be the same, I don't want to go with the flow,
I'm not like that. It's okay to different and I am.
I feel so different,
I know everyone around me,
but I don't seem to know any of the faces I see,
I don't know if it's just my hallucinations atau my daydreaming,
I just don't know and yet kind of don't care,
I'm different from everyone and they judge me,
I know I'm weird, strange, and crazy,
But that's one of the great things about me,
I'm different and I'll deal with that my own self,
I'm not a typical populer girl,
but I'm not a backstabber either,
I'm a special different than they say,
I'm my own self and I cinta to be different,
Make fun of me cause know I don't care
I'm different and I cinta that because I don't
wanna be the same, I don't want to go with the flow,
I'm not like that. It's okay to different and I am.
From childhood's jam I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same sumber I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My jantung to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, atau the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the awan that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.
"What of the dews of dawn,
Love's flower, what end is theirs ?"
"And what of spirits flown,
The souls whereon doth close
The tomb's mouth unawares ?"
The Rose berkata to the Grave.
The Rose said, "In the shade
From the dawn's tears is made
A perfume faint and strange,
Amber and honey sweet."
"And all the spirits fleet
Do suffer a sky-change,
lebih strangely than the dew,
To God's own malaikat new,"
The Grave berkata to the Rose.
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LA TOMBE DIT A LA ROSE
La tombe dit à la rose :
"Des pleurs dont l'aube t'arrose
Que fais-tu, fleur des amours ?"
La rose dit à la tombe :
"Que fais-tu de ce qui tombe
Dans ton gouffre ouvert toujours ?"
La rose dit : "Tombeau sombre,
De ces pleurs je fais dans l'ombre
Un parfum d'ambre et de miel."
La tombe dit : " Fleur plaintive,
De chaque âme qui m'arrive
Je fais un ange du ciel !"
My nostril smells awesome inside of my nose,
a bit like the bloom of a newly-picked rose.
It started this morning--I couldn't say why--
and all hari it's smelled like pisang cream pie.
It has the aroma of freshly-baked bread
with hot melted mentega and blackberry spread,
and maybe the breeze of a warm afternoon,
that follows a thunderstorm early in June.
It smells like a pine forest, right oleh a lake,
and cokelat chip kue, cookie my mom likes to bake,
like kettle jagung pop-popping over a fire,
and laundry, the moment it's out of the dryer.
My nostril smells awesome, so I have a plan
to sit and enjoy it as long as I can.
Don't ask how it happened; I really can't say.
Perhaps it's my finger that's smelling this way.
a bit like the bloom of a newly-picked rose.
It started this morning--I couldn't say why--
and all hari it's smelled like pisang cream pie.
It has the aroma of freshly-baked bread
with hot melted mentega and blackberry spread,
and maybe the breeze of a warm afternoon,
that follows a thunderstorm early in June.
It smells like a pine forest, right oleh a lake,
and cokelat chip kue, cookie my mom likes to bake,
like kettle jagung pop-popping over a fire,
and laundry, the moment it's out of the dryer.
My nostril smells awesome, so I have a plan
to sit and enjoy it as long as I can.
Don't ask how it happened; I really can't say.
Perhaps it's my finger that's smelling this way.
The monochrome scenery in the dead of night
A pearly-white mist to blind your sight
Immortal chains to bind your soul
Immortal chains to set your goal.
Silence has set upon your life
Bestowed upon anda like a cursed knife.
anda must have knowledge through and through.
The detik World is haunting you.
Let your sorrows be set in stone
Carved down to the edge, to the skin, to the bone.
Let your sorrows be put to rest
And let them guide anda along your quest.
I'll dance with anda inside layered light
On jewels and gemstones shining bright.
anda must have knowledge of what to do.
The detik World is haunting you.
A pearly-white mist to blind your sight
Immortal chains to bind your soul
Immortal chains to set your goal.
Silence has set upon your life
Bestowed upon anda like a cursed knife.
anda must have knowledge through and through.
The detik World is haunting you.
Let your sorrows be set in stone
Carved down to the edge, to the skin, to the bone.
Let your sorrows be put to rest
And let them guide anda along your quest.
I'll dance with anda inside layered light
On jewels and gemstones shining bright.
anda must have knowledge of what to do.
The detik World is haunting you.
take my last breath, before i
inhel the semtums of death, before
i shed my last tear for help, my death
is calling in the hand of my friends.
my life has fallen deeper from my hands
to my feet i'm crawing can't speak,being
on puncak, atas makes anda weak with a foney smile
down to the ground, one of my friends is pulling
me down till i can't even make a sound.
I need help but me and God
both know that their is
nobody around.
somethimes darkness will never
fall down........