Little Palace

Maybe love isn’t for everyone.

Sunday, November 2019.

I woke up with glitters in my eyes this morning, or should I say tears? well that’s overrated. Don’t think it’s because the nightmare I had in my sleep last night nor the onus I have not get rid off to enjoy my weekend.

I don’t know. I myself haven’t firgured it out either.

Staring at the dust in my room’s ceiling while tryna catch up breathing, I closed my eyes again and absorbed those emotions.

As I feeling my sadness and recalling the agendas I had the past couple days, even weeks, I remembered nothing. Everything went just like usual and normal and vivid. Nothing as delighting did happen.

Everybody's disappointing, including me if I must say. 

There are days where we can not handle those burden anymore, those onus we aren’t capable of doing. We’re done and tired and that situations brings up the ambience beneath our consciousness.

The ambience that shows up grey clouds in our head and affecting our interaction with other human being which leads us to be a douchebags.

We tend to channel our rage but unfortunately we drop the plant a wrong manure so what we reap isn’t what  we expected.

Iya dulu waktu Aku masih naif, belum tau apa - apa dan sangat polos,

Kalau Aku berbuat baik pada orang lain maka kebaikan juga yang akan Aku dapatkan darinya sebagai balasan atas kebaikanku.

Tapi ternyata Aku salah

Manusia tidak memakan macan, bukan berarti macan tidak memakan manusia, kan?