As i born a male, i found that life would be fun. Following my childhood as a boy, naughty and yet scumbag sometimes. Do what i want, and be i want to be.
As i grown up being a teen-male, my attitudes also grown. From scumbag to an asshole. A selfish self-centered jerk who just want to play and have fun.
As i'm being adult. Maturity came in the form of tears of broken heart. Yes, i fell in love. Many times. And it hurts. Full of suffer. A lot.
As i'm now. I feel empty. Don't know what to do. Don't know what i want. Don't know what i need. And the worst part is, i don't know who i am.
I'm just.... Shit, i don't know.
Wednesday, June 24, 2015
Wednesday, June 3, 2015
Tuhan, Aku Ingin Bicara
Tuhan
Jika memungkinkan
Aku ingin duduk
bersama-Mu
Ngobrol ngalur-ngidul
Sambil meneguk secangkir
kopi
Kita akan berbicara
tentang alam semesta
Sampai eksistensi kecoa
di dunia
Lalu aku akan bertanya
tentang dunia
Dan Kau mungkin tak akan
menjawabnya
Walau berkali-kali
kutanya
Aku pasti menangis di
hadap-Mu
Menumpahkan semua keluh
kesahku
Karena dihadap-Mu pasrahku jatuh
Akulah hamba yang sering
melupakan-Mu
Tuhan
Aku ingin bicara
Kutahu Kau selalu
mendengar setiap Sholat dan doa
Yang setiap hari
kuhantarkan
Untuk Kau peluk, dan
wujudkan
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