the world without songs

I am relieved,

that this world is of no songs,

unlike those movies and dramas,

being aired in tee-vees and cinemas.


Because,

if this world is of songs,

the only song revolving my life is sad, heart-breaking type,

like the weather outside,

somber and black.

I wish,

if I could wish,

my life could be brighter,

like my childhood,

where the songs are active and alive with cheer,

alongside kites and tops, also tamiya full-geared,

where everything is not only about me,

but instead revolving my friends and me.

I miss,

the times when I'm down,

there's someone singing for me,

a song to lift my frown,

without charging any fee.

And now,

the spotlight is upon me,

absent from acquaintances and societies,

and only me alone,

a cage of lifeless soul,

facing the pain in this inevitable reality.

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