In this expensive world today,
Everyone seems to have price, to have pride,
The sole earth is exclusively ridden,
By those who have big power and little kindness.
In this liverish world today,
I am being watched with hatred and prejudice,
Just because I am a bit different,
Their eyes will shoot blade and fire till I perish.
In this chauvinism world,
Just because I don’t seem to do what they do, watch what
they watch, hear what they hear,
Full of ironic hatred is being thrown,
Just because I’m living a bit difference.
In this punishing world,
In every kindness I’ve portrayed, in every sympathy I’ve
shown,
Proof to be made on paper, signed by those big-headed dick,
Just because they’re powerful and I’m powerless.
In this shallow-minded world,
The crowd, the groups of mature talk about their spouse,
their future, their own drawn and made forthcoming,
Just because I drag my feet away from those useless conversation,
I’m being thrown by the shit they made,
Why? Just because I run away from the hopeless habit.
Do you ever know why I’m different?
Just because I hate your impractical act and pompous
entertainment,
You said I’m digging my own grace.
You said I’m dragging my own feet into the hell you made.
Do you ever know why I’m different?
Just because I show kindness and being thoughtful about the
others,
You said I’m lying.
You said I’m doing it for myself.
Are you dumb?
Are you fucking dumb?
Just because I curse and said fuck you in front of your
face,
It doesn’t show the inner heart being made.
Just because they went to worship God,
It doesn’t mean their heart is cleaned.
Do you know why I’ve made mistake?
Because it reminds me that human can never be perfect,
Because it reminds me that every mistakes can be fixed,
Because it reminds me how to forgive.
Do you know why I hate the one who act like they are so
freakin nice and religious?
Because in their heart, they consumes hatred to those who
are not like them.
Because in their heart, they think they are above others.
Because in their heart, they are perfect.
Am I wrong?
Am I wrong for being indifferent from you?
Am I regret it?
Hell no.
Because I wanna live the life full of mistake,
So that when time passes, I could tell myself, ‘ahh, the
mistakes make me what I am today.’
