Believe me,
I've been labelled as the most useless person,
as long as I can remember,
every single second at one place that everybody calls home.
I've been compared with a cow,
that can be sold when it's old,
and can never be as useless as myself,
'cause I just waste all of the money they can get.
When I'm stress and just need a place to rest,
again and again only that same sentence I get,
that they've worked too hard to keep me alive,
so I have to be their descriptions of "useful thing" and never failed.
Everytime I get up,
in the name of "responsibility" I think too much,
over and over again they put the new "description" on my shoulders,
and always shout how useless I am right in front of my face when I can't even take a breath.
Believe me,
I exactly know how big are my faults,
I exactly have the huge hate for myself bigger than yours,
without any one even realize any spot.
Believe me,
I'm the one knows how useless I am as a human,
how disgusting my behaviors as a person,
without you always announce them in public,
'cause I've known that all too well as long as I live.
August 7, 2019
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PoetryKamu, aku, dan dunia ini, kita datang lalu pergi, iringi masa bersama sunyi, dalam juita yang pegari dan tak lagi. Akankah sang asa abadi, dapat jadi lebih dari, sekadar khayali?
