When I decided to leave
A whisper telling me
Won’t you miss all the thing
That you have built days by days?
Don’t you afraid to loose
Your achievement, popularity and compliments?
Are you ready, if they call you…
A loser?
Can’t survive with all condition?
I remind myself
When we are death, there’s nothing that we can bring
Including all the things that I leave behind
It will be nothing
And as human,
I have choices
And my job is,
To do my best
So whispering this and whispering that
Don’t waste your time and effort
I’m ready with all the risk
Cause I know I’m in the right path.
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IndriHapsari
Mulai buka lembaran baru lagi, mbak. Sangat mengena ceritanya. Is this posting based on your own experience?
Meski tidak selalu akurat, poetry is about honesty ^_^