Antistupid

And so I walk down the streets
Listening to the unhealthy cultural beats
Where the human race failed to recognise the difference between being racial and racist
Between desperation and dishonesty
And watching them feed each other with so much hatred and disgust
And I just walk pass them, sniggering at their immaturity and stupidity
Not saying my his or my hellos
Ignoring their phony act of kindness and shiny halo
For I am not antisocial.. I'm just antistupid

-PRK-

She Found Peace

They told her,

"Breathe, and get your mind off it.
Sleep under the star, don’t let your mind lose it.
Accept imperfection, practice mindfulness.
Don’t sweat the small stuff, and live with no regrets."

And so she remained cool, remained calm and let them drool
Acted fooled when they claimed she’s under-ruled
Such depression made her lend a barf
Turned her head around, whispered,

"That's enough."

And so she took a bath by the candlelight
She meditated by the neon light
She let her feet take her towards the pink strobe light
Smiled when she saw those idiots slipped by the mountainside

And she thought,

"Oh, they were right. Be present in the moment, leave the past aside."

And so she found the good in all situations and laid on the grass
Embraced her freedom and held her head up with class

-PRK-

Beast At Ease

My soul is at ease
I'm just passing through
Keeping a strong mind, I'm a beast
Still shining too
Charging forth like an eagle
Just flying above you
Ambitious?
As always, unstoppable too
Failed in the past
I'm just moving forward
I see silver linings, some things has no word
Great endeavours, won't stop, won't trip, won't rest
No fraudulent scars, I'm staying best-dressed

PRK

No Room

Often you think of hurting yourself
To know how you're really hurting inside
You want to see yourself bleed
You want to see bruises and cuts
But these bruises and cuts can't be compared to the wound in your heart
Like hoarded wealth, there's just no room anymore for another scar

PRK

Broken, Again; Until Then

I woke up zombified
A living dead living in lies
I didn't know how I'd ever survive
Truth is, I can't even look into your eyes
The story went on that I'm stronger than ever
Only God knows how I'm trying to keep it together
When it's too quiet, I can hear your voice
I can hear you talking and it's not a choice
It's not that I didn't want to, I just couldn't
I fell too soon and I fell deep into confusion
"What is this?" I asked but I can't get the answer
I supposed it was just what my heart desired
What I longed for as I'm no longer searching for 'forever'
What I needed most is a soul that would love me better
Accept me for me, for what I have in mind, night and day
For my thoughts, my questions and my plans in May
Dear diary, would you show me where I went wrong?
From all my entries, show me what I shouldn't have spelt wrong
What I shouldn't have assumed, shouldn't have consumed
For now I've got nowhere to go, nothing to write, nothing to look forward to
But another day, another soul that would make me forget you
Broken again
Yes, I'm broken again
For this quest has no end
And so..
Until then

-PRK-