the sky is wet
and my eyes are having trouble to stay dry
today, the grey cloud is my friend
people in town are so happy
iedul fitri is around the corner
i squeeze my heart
so the tears wont ruin their happiness
a little family shared their simple feast to the rest of the bus
today's fasting has ended
the sky is dry now
and i am still having the same trouble
on this festive day,
my heart is broken.
and there is no place for me to pour my heart and tears.
i made a stupid wish...
for a wing or a typhoon
to sweep me away
from this.
O God, it hurts....
