Crumpled Paper

A moonlit lonely evening

The stars wasn’t shining

The wind makes my body frozen

And silence speaks louder and louder

Shouting that I should let you go

And make another piece

 Without you my darling

No I can’t, I can’t do this,

Living without you is a great sentenced

Whatever stains and dirt in our relationship;

That makes it as an imperfect,

I will erase it, fade it and clean it.

I will try my best to rebuilt this broken piece

And makes every lines, beautiful and perfect

I am looking for a perfect sheet

To help me to make this story revised and twisted

But whenever I tried to rewrite and fix it

There is always a mistake,

And the only thing that I can do,

is to crumple it,

and send it to the trash were he live.

Crumpled paper,

A result of imperfect writings,

Wrong words, stained and dirt,

Mistakes, mistaken!

Crumpled papers were lonely,

They were crying loudly

Because they know,

Trashcan will be their sanctuary

Soon I realized, I’m a crumpled paper

A product of rejection

A part of attempts but failure

 Whatever I tried to rebuilt our broken piece

It won’t be perfect.

 Because the crumpled paper like me

 is not for the perfect love story that I want to happened.

Time will come someone needs me,

because crumpled paper like me

is not living for one purpose only.


J-Supremo