baseball bat

Ink may dull. Bones may break.

Passengers bound to separate.

This room is on fire

and we call out for you.

Eyes ahead. Heart in the present

yesterday would stay indifferent-

Get out of my way.

Get off you bastard.

We never got room for dogs.

Clenched fist bound to cross.

Pilot drowned in bloodlust.

Will the oldest be the best

or left mangled in the dark.

branches

One with the branches of the trees,
the skeleton of who you are.
I cant stand these rotting limbs.
Just cut it off. Just tear it off.

deadliest gang in russia

                                                                               

Brb installing dashcam on my bike :D

shitty brother

My time is always wasted, and I always feel nothing. Today I found out that my brother is gonna be having his upsr on tuesday, and when I go through his exercise paper, I found out that he knows nothing. Not actually nothing, but he is so far than prepared for it. He said he couldn't do anything for the composition part for his english paper, and I'm okay with that. Not that I expect him to be so good and writes like a pro. I asked him the meaning of those words on the exercise paper, and I point out the word "classmate". He confidently answered "kelas math la bodoh sial tua ni". Now i know how it feels when sarah always give up on me when she teaches me arabic. This few days before we never stop talking about that kid that has finished all Harry Potter books and had begin reading what, Hobbits? Fuck that kid.

I know that all I've written here, could never be understood by my own brother if I never do anything before it's too late. My three months holiday I've spent for nothing, should have made him better if I ever kicked his bedroom door and smacked a book on his face. But I didn't. What a waste of precious time. He should've known what a classmate is and not make me feel like shit right now. Feels like waking him up and begin cramming everything in his head until he pukes blood. Good luck for upsr.

twinkle twinkle little star

Twinkle twinkle little star
We've forgotten who you are.
There's no diamonds in our sky.
Just some airplanes passing by.

first of the forest

I'm the first of the forest,
the tallest of the trees.
My weakness is honey with
a side of thousand bees.

And I really don't mind
for a chewy midnight snack.
God bless your axe young man,
my unlucky lumberjack.

sleepless

Tied to clouds
so high and proud
from hills to shore I see.

In smoke we sing
for most of things
that we had failed to be.

We laugh and smile
and say goodbye
before the morning shine.

But I got lost
in all the voice
and doors I couldn't find.