SASASTRA: "Homeless by Anggi"
Homeless
By:
Anggi
It feels numb.
It feels odd.
It feels like hell.
All those things you said, told,
emphasized to me are dishonesty.
All those things you gave, showed, did to me are falsity.
Where do you want to hide yourself this
time?
You said, I am the one who you called
home;
to come when you need comforts,
to hide when you avoid problems,
and to stay when you are lost.
Now, once again.
I ask you the same question; where do you want to hide yourself this time?
Have you found your new
the-one-who-you-called-home? or do you want to being homeless after this all?
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