where am I . . . .? where are U ?

aku bener-bener nggak tahu, ada dimana aku sekarang ini
semuanya terasa asing . . . .
kemana mereka yg biasanya menyapaku . . .
kemana cahaya itu berlari . . . .

semakin jauh ku melangkah
semakin asing yg kutemukan

EKSKUL

sorry... kali ini aku juga pengen nulis sesuatu pake bahasa indonesia.
beberapa waktu yg lalu aku abis nonton filem EKSKUL, intinya aku masih menyimpan rasa salut ama filem itu, ternyata filem indonesia masih bisa menggeliat dg tema yg nggak mainstream.
nggak ada roman picisan yg disuguhkan.... yah mungkin masih banyak juga sih kelemahan disana-sini, tapi aku rasa.... itu semuanya layak tertutupi menurutku..... tema yg diambil, sinematographynya asikk.... terus terang... aku salut banget......, kalo memang ada kritik dari para kritisi atau pemerhati perfileman mungkin karena mereka lebih tahu dari si pembuatnya... tapi kenapa juga yah masih ada yg mencela.....

Life Ain't So Shitty There's a lot that you can be...

Life Ain't So Shitty
There's a lot that you can be
And ain't it a pity
But it's alright, to smile back at me
And if we both go there
We can count on problems that we might not necessarily
Come in contact with..
Hey wake up, do you know where I'm coming' from

[adopted from blind melon song]

Here I am

Destiny, destiny protect me from the world.
Hold my hand, protect me from the world.

And if the world does turn and if the city burns,
I'll be standing on the peak with my guitar.

I don’t wanna be Jim Morrison
Here I am with my running and confusion,
and I don't see no confusion anywhere.

. . .

Maybe I am a PARANOID

You love me like I was a brother,
You protect me, listen to me,
You dug me my very own garden,
Gave me sunshine, made me happy.

I call up you, But you are out with your answerphone,
You says you would love to come help but,
The sea would electrocute us all.

I try to get feel better,
I try to get more stronger.

If you think that you're strong enough,
If you think you belong enough.

Tell me something i don’t know,
Tell me one thing, then let it go.

But I don't want to be crippled and cracked,
Shoulders, wrists, knees and back.
Ground to dust and ash, crawling on all fours,
Maybe i am just A Paranoid.

I need to wash myself again to hide all the dirt and pain,
Cos I'd be scared that there's nothing underneath,
But who are my real friends, have they all got the bends
Am I really sinking this low.

No Consequence at All

I’ve been thinking about you, your records are here,

your eyes are on my wall, your teeth are over there.

But I'm not still the one, and you're now a star,

what do you care ?

I’ve been thinking about you, and there's no rest,

SHIT . . . I still love you, still see you in bed.

But I'm playing with myself, and what do you care,

when the other men are far, far better.

I've been thinking about you, so how can you sleep?

These people aren't your friends, they're paid to kiss your feet.

They don't know what I know and why should you care

when I'm not there.

You are the sun and moon and stars are you,

and I could never run away from you.

You try at working out chaotic things,

It's like the world is going to end so soon,
and why should I believe myself not you ?

Then now, I'm trying to get some rest

If your opinion which is of no consequence at all.

a job will slowly kill you

A heart that's full up like a landfill,
a job that slowly kills you,
bruises that won't heal.
You look so tired-unhappy,
bring down the government,
they don't, they don't speak for us.
I'll take a quiet life, a handshake of carbon monoxide.

This is my final fit,
my final bellyache,
Such a pretty house and such a pretty garden.

Silent silence.
No alarms and no surprises, please.