Unconventional Nightmare
I woke up with the feeling
Of being oppressed by public opinion
I wonder what kind of dream I had
It's probably best for me not to
I probably dreamed of people
Who think that women should be at home
And become a mindless obedient servant
I probably dreamed of people
who think that the only successful people
Are the one who looks rich and pretty
I probably dreamed of people
Who think that life is not a choice
And we have to play follow the leader
To be a proper person
Oh how the thought is killing me
What if I actually remember that dream?
What an unconventional nightmare
Which I can't even remember
Of being oppressed by public opinion
I wonder what kind of dream I had
It's probably best for me not to
I probably dreamed of people
Who think that women should be at home
And become a mindless obedient servant
I probably dreamed of people
who think that the only successful people
Are the one who looks rich and pretty
I probably dreamed of people
Who think that life is not a choice
And we have to play follow the leader
To be a proper person
Oh how the thought is killing me
What if I actually remember that dream?
What an unconventional nightmare
Which I can't even remember
Bandung, 18 Agustus 2010
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Udah lama ga nulis puisi, terakhir waktu jaman ababil, waktu hidup itu rasanya isinya penderitaan, kesedihan, kesendirian, darah dan air mata.. XDDD
Kalo mo make, boleh asal minta ijin ke saya dan jangan diaku-aku sebagai milik/buatan anda. Hehehe..
Kalo mo make, boleh asal minta ijin ke saya dan jangan diaku-aku sebagai milik/buatan anda. Hehehe..
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