Zean, the famous bintang of musik world came back with his Zeal (his guitar) and his famous UKK band after a live performance. He sat in front of a big mirror removing his make up. His ears were active with the chatter of his mates who were busy in talking about another band. He turned back with a big a smile as if he wanted to say something but he didn’t. he saw a small boy running and then he stood up and ran behind him he ran and ran and ran until he found himself surrounded oleh white light and some noise in which he could hear “so anda are Zean…. Haaahaaaaa look at him his….” Zean,, zean” he again came back to the world he lived in. “You are tired go sleep on bed”. He opened his eyes and found his Zeal sitting beside him and everyone looking with big big eyes with 100 pertanyaan in them. “no problem,,,, really no problem at all” Zean tried to play cool but he was not…his voice showed uncertainty. He looked and saw small tempat tidur with white sheets and a big bantal which seemed to be soft. “ sooooooo here” he was about to jump when he looked in the mirror and drowned in memories. He was going down and down until a small boy named Ilm came. He was the one who stays with them. He was nearly 13 years old Indian boy with big black eyes and black hairs which he kept back. As against to world he preferred wearing KURTA PAIJAMA. “hey whats up? How was the performance?” Zean asked with smile on his face. “ performance…. It was really great…” Ilm stands up copying Zean…but he didn’t hold up Zeal as he knew Zean will mind that. “ oh boy anda will become bintang one day” Zean berkata with that smile which always enlightens his face. “REALLY? Heeeeey yaaaaaaah…..:” Ilm berkata with happiness. “Ilm where are you? See heres your favorit candy… our fan sent them.. “ “ he is in profit just coz he lives with us… where is he?” “ gotta go” Ilm berkata with hurry and ran. And here Zean’s smile faded and he went in the OCEAN OF MEMOIES…
( in selanjutnya chapter I’ll reveal his past but for now how is it?)
( in selanjutnya chapter I’ll reveal his past but for now how is it?)
Your jantung is sore, crippled up like paper.
Your voice is weak, barely passing oleh you.
Your body is tired, let it lay for tonight.
anda are but you- a stranger to much.
No one cares to know you.
They do not wish to after all.
And all those times anda told everything-
It was a lie, I cinta anda became a lie. A horrible lie not one can ever take back to you. How could they, breaking your very soul to the apple's wrinkled core? It shook and broke, just like that. Lonesome and ever so exhausted of even thinking it would be different this time around.
You're so hopeless. anda probably cannot pindah away from the pain, the desecration left in the path at the end. Then again, in the end it probably doesn't even matter, does it?
Once a joy, now a misery forever scared, alone.
Your voice is weak, barely passing oleh you.
Your body is tired, let it lay for tonight.
anda are but you- a stranger to much.
No one cares to know you.
They do not wish to after all.
And all those times anda told everything-
It was a lie, I cinta anda became a lie. A horrible lie not one can ever take back to you. How could they, breaking your very soul to the apple's wrinkled core? It shook and broke, just like that. Lonesome and ever so exhausted of even thinking it would be different this time around.
You're so hopeless. anda probably cannot pindah away from the pain, the desecration left in the path at the end. Then again, in the end it probably doesn't even matter, does it?
Once a joy, now a misery forever scared, alone.
I walk into
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood oleh me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To tampil them that...
Their work was useful.
To tampil them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to tampil all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood oleh me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To tampil them that...
Their work was useful.
To tampil them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to tampil all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
I never thought it would be that easy,
Cause we are both so distant now.
And the walls are closing in on us,
And we are wondering how.
No one has a solid answer,
But just walking in the dark,
anda can see the look on my face,
It just tears me apart.
When I first met you,
I thought,
How would I get to know this girl well?
Now,
I think,
Why do I have to leave this girl already?
But anda and I,
Both of us are walking alone,
In the dark.
Even though anda are not with me,
I can feel anda with me in my heart.
It just breaks me to think
That anda are not with me.
But now,
As I have pondered this situation
For a while now,
I have made a decision.
I am alone.
I am not alone, however, in my heart.
anda are with me,
Walking in the dark,
Together.
Cause we are both so distant now.
And the walls are closing in on us,
And we are wondering how.
No one has a solid answer,
But just walking in the dark,
anda can see the look on my face,
It just tears me apart.
When I first met you,
I thought,
How would I get to know this girl well?
Now,
I think,
Why do I have to leave this girl already?
But anda and I,
Both of us are walking alone,
In the dark.
Even though anda are not with me,
I can feel anda with me in my heart.
It just breaks me to think
That anda are not with me.
But now,
As I have pondered this situation
For a while now,
I have made a decision.
I am alone.
I am not alone, however, in my heart.
anda are with me,
Walking in the dark,
Together.
Some of anda may go through life,
Thinking something,
That is,
Who the hero is in your life.
I am one of those people.
But what I found is that
Even though many people are major influences
On my success in life
Such as my closest friends,
My teachers,
My parents,
Those serving for our country,
Others around me,
atau even my worst enemies.
This tahun I have found that
The hero that I have
Is no one else
But me.
My hero is myself.
I inspire myself to do everything I do.
I am the light of my life.
Thinking something,
That is,
Who the hero is in your life.
I am one of those people.
But what I found is that
Even though many people are major influences
On my success in life
Such as my closest friends,
My teachers,
My parents,
Those serving for our country,
Others around me,
atau even my worst enemies.
This tahun I have found that
The hero that I have
Is no one else
But me.
My hero is myself.
I inspire myself to do everything I do.
I am the light of my life.
Why,
Is everyone being so cruel
Everyone is abusing each other
It seems like there is no good at all
In this world.
Why is everyone
Leaving me out of everything
Like I am this puppet with no string
I feel out of place,
And I am sure other people feel the same
I have searched for all these years
Someone special
Who would lead me through
The darkness
And all of my troubles would fade away.
Someone that would be named,
"My Hero."
I found who she was this year
And it was extremely unexpected,
Because...
No one else is my hero.
My hero is myself.
Is everyone being so cruel
Everyone is abusing each other
It seems like there is no good at all
In this world.
Why is everyone
Leaving me out of everything
Like I am this puppet with no string
I feel out of place,
And I am sure other people feel the same
I have searched for all these years
Someone special
Who would lead me through
The darkness
And all of my troubles would fade away.
Someone that would be named,
"My Hero."
I found who she was this year
And it was extremely unexpected,
Because...
No one else is my hero.
My hero is myself.