Records of my summer days

Malam itu aku bercerita, tentang cerita yang diceritakan oleh seorang pencerita hebat Katanya, cerita-ceritanya itu hanya sebuah cerita Ribuan pasang telinga pendengar mengira itu adalah cerita Iya, cerita, tapi itu hanya cerita! Cerita kali ini berbeda Cerita kali ini dari aku Aku yang menjadi pencerita Cerita ini cerita ku Kau tahu? Mungkin kali ini yang aku ceritakan adalah cerita Ataukah menurut kalian hanya cerita? Ah, cerita ku ini cerita. Sungguh. Cerita tanpa awal Lalu cerita penuh klimaks, dan pada akhirnya tetap cerita. Masih cerita. Sial. Bagaimana mengakhirinya?!

Every corner in the street started to light up My head went down Dusts were blown away by wind My mind, somehow, did the same thing Orange and blue mixed up, filled the sky Trashes and pressure mixed up, filled my mind The wind stopped Dusts came back to its places Yet, my mind got lost My legs kept walking Finding home My body was going somewhere Finding me Help! I'm completely lost.

As I place my back to the pillow And start looking at the bright screen of my phone with a blank view I begin to realize I've accomplished nothing the whole year I am still the same person as I was 3 years ago Nothing much has changed But the world keep revolving And I am still become nothing In the mid of this shocking reality No one was behind my back And so I decided to fall

Here I am tonight Living within the silent sky I am here All alone By myself How are you? Tonight, my sky lost its moon and stars, again How's yours? I am living with the dark again tonight How about you? Can I come to you? Or is it better if you come to me? Feel the dark, and be it You will get used to it Slowly Even its stressful But,  Hey! Look there! I see a really big star from here! The lost star finally back! Ah,  oops! That one is yours I forget that I've lost mine already I forget that I've come to my end