Ruby - Astari Boedikoentjara
Tell you what?
They’ll suggest that accept
that this has never been a perfect world.
One way or another,
we’re all bound to hurt,
so just deal with it.
They all say the same cliché:
“It’s better to have loved than none at all.”
Our story had been short and not worth it,
yet I’ve been cursed with this ability;
this giant elephant memory.
(Dark Thoughts of The Bullied)
It's more than a vacant space
or lack of expression on one's face
It doesn't contain nothing,
They think her life is always easy
far away from poverty
Spend away and be free
Oh, they have no idea
It’s a hard worker’s earned paradise
Oh, you're so dying to be right
assuming us in complete denial
clearly begging for that spotlight
Your accusations are beyond wild
way out of line
So you want to get to know me,
but just to find any flaws to see,
before you judge as you please?
Tough luck.
I’ve read you first.
Advice?
More of them?
Truth or lies?
Should I give a damn?
I understand
There's no amnesty granted
unless well-paid
Reach deeply into your pockets
until perhaps,
their eyeballs jump out of their sockets
How can you catch a break
at the never-ending hurdles before you?
The bumps and cracks are nothing new.
More endless tasks to finish too.
Sysyphus must’ve been a human pinball,
I sometimes fall asleep
and find myself there again
back to the same quiet streets
and my two best friends
I miss those peaceful streets
Like a vehicle with a quarter of petrol in your tank
or the last 50 in your bank account
Like a tired athlete after a marathon,
groaning at another round
Like an endless conversation
It’s that rare ability
to push aside your emotions
Lock them all within
so you’re left to feel nothing
Voices of the worried