Inside, You Cry

I remember that time when you talk about your past
How you upset the people around you
The games you played
The hearts you broke
But I also remember the other side of you
You're not heartless
Just a temporary emotional cripple
To hide who you really are from others
The vulnerable side of you
The part that would bleed
And takes longer to heal than a cut
But that's you on the outside
Inside, you cry
But you'd try not to
You'd push them aside
Your pain, your anger
You're in agony and you won't admit it
You just want to be strong
At least show them that you are
When you're not
Because inside, you cry

-PRK-

The Other End

They say trust his words
I doubt him always
I couldn't bring myself to trust his words and promises

They say trust his work
"What work?" I asked
It's not his but another
One that I will never understand its mechanism

They say trust his people
"His people? Which kind?" I said
The one who speaks or the one who listens?
Or the one who leave others with their belief

Well that is that
It's still a long way to go
And a lot more convincing to do

I'm on the other end, a different person
Not a thing like you

-PRK-

Jilid Aku

Berlaga lagi hati ini, penuh perihal keraguan
Tiada kesudahannya juga keberangan ini, terasa dihina dan diperlekehkan
Kekhilafan itu sukar dihindar walau seribu kali dimaafkan
Kerna pendirian ku sering kali mudah dilecuhkan
Umpama rangkap yang rancak aku sedia berlari
Dan menyebarkan cacian sebelum diriku dihakimi
Kenapa tidak diulangi sahaja semuanya?
Rasanya masih sama seperti jilid yang lama
Ku sangkakan ini novella baru
Dikhianati rupanya, walau di dunia baru
Kerna seharusnya aku yang menulis
Seharusnya cuma aku yang berpuitis
Walau gusar, gementar atau terguris
Kegembiraan ku cuma hanya aku yang lukis
Kerna ini jilid aku
Langkah ku dan keinginan ku
Siapakah kau seharusnya bagi ku?
Jika cuma tohmahan sahaja yang keluar dari mulutmu

-PRK-

Uncouth Clemency

Stop looking for droplets they say
There's an ocean and the waves are roaring
The droplets may have disrobed you
But the ocean washes away the filth
Oh, should I believe this, I asked
That the ocean is a herculean
That it resembles the God of Greece
That it will fight for me
That it won't also ravish me off my gravitas
As I would believe that no faith pardons a murderer
A murderer of faith most of all
And if the uncouth clemency shall have it its way
Then I shall arise too, to have faith and drive hopes

-PRK-

My Forefronters

And so I moved on with the strength
Neglected my weaknesses
Got up and then I penned
To study my own weaknesses
Stuck in the game
Believed I'd overcome my weaknesses
Walked straight through the rain
Let it wash away my weaknesses
But without them
I wouldn't know my best points
Always try to make more sense
Always try to be on point
And then they told me to shut down
Told me there's nothing left to coin
Nothing left to quote
Stay put and squash the groin
But then I asked myself again
Who's governing my cranium
Who's boss and who's the actual hero in my atrium
Who's going to be there besides myself and my family
Who's going to pen down my story once I've completed my journey?
So I ran the whole yard, sowing every seed
With a folded birthday card, I booked them one whole suite
To pursue happiness, to meet and greet
To cure my loneliness, I wrote letters to my unborn kid
As nothing good comes without the bad
Every night I lay in my bed
Believing I'm the good one with the greatest faith
And the courage that I won't regret
Though sometimes I'd fall apart
Sometimes I'd call a fart
Sometimes I'd make them hate me
Though they're stuck, glued to my heart
Staying through to my heart
Maintaining they're my strength
With hit after hit, nobody will act strange
As I've promised I'd stay me
Won't trade them with my game
And I'm letting the world see
What's written in my name

-PRK-

Mercy, Much?

You said I owe you kindness, your highness
Like you're the highest of the highest
One that sits on a chrome coated Prius
But that's blindness
Because all I see in you is the nicest vileness on dialysis
Taking advantage on the salvages
Because you've got money for the randomness in life
You're that activist who fights for your spotlights
You're terrorizing those who implies their skills in life
But clueless about your idolized disguise
But I owe you nothing
None of those act of saint mean anything
Because get this, what's worse in you, I've seen
You're that cake with a slaying icing
Not an ice cream, my darling

-PRK-