alice

mommy, I'm sick ryte now.
and I don't like for being sick.
cause when I'm sick, I'm so pathetic.

mommy, most of the times I feel fragile.
like no one could guide me.
well, I still have God but sometimes I need the real voice.
then I just trapped inside with my own confusion.

I'm a grown-up. I should have know what way should I take.
but sometimes I feel like Alice, losing my way in my wonderland.
never know how should I face everyone.
are they lying? are they telling me the truth?
are they meaning every smile or words to me, or they just faking it.

mommy, am I wrong if I'm still shocked and feel hurt,
when I know about reality that bites.
or I always got my heart scratched,
when someone did something bad to me.

mommy, I think I need a good guidance for my problem.
that the world is not as good as written in H.C. Andersen books.
that there will never be a happy ending, as the Cinderella story.
cause life keep moving, everyone move on, so the end will only end when they die.

mommy, I'm sick I don't even know what this is all about.
I just need to write, to keep me sane.

Dizzy,

-lune-

Selamat Hari Ibu, Ma!

Ma, besok hari Ibu.
Aku ga bisa kasih apa-apa,
aku cuma bisa kirim surat.

Ma, dulu aku ga ngerti kenapa orang merayakan hari Ibu.
Aku dulu bahkan melewatkan tanggal itu.

Ma, meski mama sering sendirian di rumah
karna kami sibuk dengan kegiatan masing-masing,
mama hampir ga pernah ngeluh.
Mama malah memeluk kami dan berkata "semua akan baik-baik saja sayang"
di saat kami mengeluh.

Ma, kami rindu senyum mama.
kangen dipeluk mama saat pulang ke rumah.

Ma, sekarang aku mengerti hebatnya seorang Ibu.
dan betapa merayakan hari Ibu menjadi berarti.
setidaknya kami diingatkan, bahwa Ibu selalu ada untuk kami.

*cium-peluk-kangen untuk mama*

aku sayang mama :)

-lune-

lost in translation

Don't be so nice.
Don't be there when I feel empty.
Don't accompany me through my in-cheerful days.

Don't be so kind.
Don't cheer me up when I am down.
Don't treat me nice when someone just treated me bad.

Don't be that kind.
I could fall for you.
When in fact, I might lost in translation.
I just don't want to fall too hard.

Cheers,

-lune-

butterfly

No, it's not a story about the butterfly, not even about Glea.
her story will come after this, since the rain not coming to my place yet.
Today I looked at my friend's wedding invitation, and there's a quotation that bothered me.
"If you feel butterflies in your tummy, it means u'r in love"
I actually don't get the meaning. What the butterfly do in someone's tummy? and even butterflies, that means more than one.
I think, when I'm in love, I just couldn't think clear, speak clear, like a dumb.
I hope I'm not often falling in love so that I don't look like a dumb everytime.
and now, I don't even know what I'm trying to say. I couldn't even finished this whatsoever unimportant writing.
I'm dumb.

oh I almost forget the word cheers,

-lune-