You are Better Than You Think You Are

You’re not like others, why should you try to be them?

Their happiness doesn’t reflect yours.

And there you are.

Sad, getting through the day.

Probably thinking everything you don’t like to think.

The least you think the better.

All is never well.

And I think, your happiness is better than theirs.

Because it’s yours and will always be well.

Colorless

Sometimes, I don’t think people shall cover their face with another color.

The standard becomes higher and they want to be someone else.

Thicker.

Bloodier.

Blacker.

Lashier.

Minutes after minutes.

Mirror after mirror.

Maybe you’re getting better, but not younger.

Maybe you’re getting what you think you are.

But you’ve just become relative.

And colorless.

The worse thing is, it’s not permanent.

When it all wears out, I think your true color is the prettiest.

Long Live The King

We’re the 90s child.

We raised by Pop song and glorious Punk music.

The struggle of economic crisis and Sunday’s morning cartoons.

We’re all at the end of our 20s.

Seeing the reality of fast paced technology, eating us all.

We think we’re better and flawless.

Just because we know the past and witnessing an era left the eternity.

We gained some and lost a lot.

But, there is nothing sadder than losing yourself.

The tragic incident of a humble life.

Replaced by the suit, the automobiles, and machinery.

Transform a life to a fake glory.

Or it’s the real one, we cannot know for sure.

And we don’t give a damn for sure.

The League

Between dark spaces and tense atmospheres, some scenes were meant to speak louder.

But insanity reached another level and enough were not enough because bigger stars meant to be bigger.

Pity.

Until lightning becomes a friend and the possibility to see underwater scene becomes real, let’s live longer and survive this war.

Until all cards brought to the table and they’re soaring back into the sky.