Ratih ‘Love’

I’m in a coccoon and getting butterfly

Gonna get my self clean and new wings

I know it takes long times and it’s not a fling

So I took a break and cut the cry

I gotta be patient to finish the fight

I cannot stop looking for the light

And the dangerous tricky thing in my sight

Will just trap me and take all my might

If I succeed, will I love the new me?

Will I finally leave the shield?

Or, if I fail what will I be?

Being stuck with all the things that I built?

January 25, 2007. 21:39

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