Well everyone have that time when they feels broken inside.  Its just how they deal with it. 

How I deal with my brokenness *is the word even exist🤔

I usually use music to deal with my brokenness. I don't know why but I do feel relieved and calm when I listen to the lyrics and after that I just heal and act normally. 

Its just the inside of me and I can deal with it.

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people do judge. people do give first impression. But its not about how people give first impressions. This is about how people treat dove lovely and not the same way to pigeon.

I picture dove as a women or men that have white skin, tall, beautiful or handsome.

and 

I picture pigeon as short, fat, dark, and not as attractive as dove.

I do know that people choose the best for whatever reason is. But what if in organisation, this pigeon is a hardworking person, do heavy work and all. While dove only do things that is simple and easy. 

It happened to some of us, it happened to me. 

Do heavy works, lift heavy things, run from downstairs to upstairs and repeatedly while this dove is sitting on a chair just do simple work. And still this dove gets gratifications and thanks while no one thanked us the one who prepared everything and clean up every mess. 

People. Do appreciate us, the pigeons. We are not KULI and we deserve a thanks. 

Werewolf in every aspect is a poetic song. 

The piano arrangement is nothing complex because the poetic lyrics play the major part of the song. To strengthen the powerful essence of it, she adds the sound of screaming children to coexist with her singing towards the end of the song. 

Werewolf is the song to end a relationship for good. In the first verse, she points her finger to her partner by singing “I could liken you to a werewolf, the way you left me for dead,” but later she raises her hands up, understandably as an act to be the mature one, to partially take the blame as she continues with “But I admit that I provided the full moon.” 

The relationship itself is an unfixable tragedy, albeit the partner is initially known as a ‘super guy’ and together they are akin of ‘a wishing well and a bolt of electricity’. 

But, she has a full awareness that it would be an illogical act to perpetuate a relationship where neither wants to love anymore, and she sings “Cause in the end, I’m a sensible girl I know the fiction of the fix.” 

She knows there’s nothing good can be done to fix it and there’s nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key.

Listen to the song below:

Alienated

Who I am is underappreciated.

I said, come, dance with me

This place is too colourful for us to be so standstill

Dance to my song – I wasn’t always this happy

Dance to our song – I was never this free

I’d like for us to dance and dance and dance till we pass out

If that’s okay with you. I want everything to be okay with you.

But you exuded boredom to my face

And suddenly I was a star without its glow

My head was filled with rage

I worked too hard for these dance steps to be forgotten

Your face looks familiar – like a useless man I am destined to avoid

I knew I deserve a better dance partner.

Slowly I isolated myself away from you,

But my foot is still tapping though

Under the spotlight, I am alone on this dance floor

Swirling my way through the song

My body moves to his soothing voice

My hair jumps along to his fancy riffs

“Yoouuu are noooot tooo blaaaammme foooorrrr.” I know, T.

Make him leave me alone.

Black never look so bleak

And in rainbows, I never felt so well.

I am in the wrong place but at the right time

I could leave and I could be a quitter.

Everyone around me walked away when the music ends.

So I hit replay,

And I knew I want to dance again.

This poem is originally published on Eksentrika, written by me.

You're not there

To celebrate the man that you made

You're not there

To share in my success and mistakes

Is it fair?

You'll never know the person I'll be

You're not there

With me


You're not there there there

You're not there there there

You're not there there there

You're not there there there