Human Full of Drama | Tebuireng Online

Mask that is always used
We live
In a city full of polite smile
Good words
Which covers the rusty heart

They say “Spirit!”
Even though you want to fall
They clapped
Not because they are proud, but afraid of being left behind

Truth becomes too sharp
Then we polish it
With a small lie
Which has been a daily shirt

The lies we passed
We were taught since childhood
To please everyone
Even if that means
Hide yourself

Good value in report cards
More important than a feeling of broken
Degree and achievement
So a human measurement tool

Then when we start asking
Why is this heart so tense?
They answered, “That’s the rules.”
Even though they don’t understand whose rules

Uninvited truth
The truth is never popular
It came without being invited
Disturbing comfort
Changing a smiling face so tense

We prefer lies
Neat, sweet, and orderly
From the truth
A messy, honest and painful bean

But when do we hold it?
Pseudo
While in the heart,
We know: we are tired of being fake

Writer: trough

Editor: Rara Zaryry

Tebuireng Magazine