Mastermind

Whats there with numbers
Something the words cant say out loud
Whats there with symbols
Something the tongue cant say without a doubt

It was there right on my lips
Wonder why it didn’t come out in time
It was there right on my hips
I put my weight not to let me fall

I ask GOD why I have mouth
When I never speak out the words in mind
I ask LORD why I have hands
When I cant hold someone I care bout tightly

It was written on my life
I was who I am right now
A thinker not an actor
Not even dare to take a step forward

Not a perfect one
No doubt bout who I am
A different person will be
When the tickling feeling burst my heart
When I love….
I do it perfectly

Would you let me be myself
Coz its just the way that fits me perfectly
Would you let me be in silence
Even tho u know words everywhere lying on my brain

Would you let me be myself
Knowing that u may know me better
But keep the feeling inside
Coz it’s the way I like myself to be

Please let me be myself
Reaching everything in my dreams quietly
Like numbers playing with words
Symbols dancing between languages
Its who I am entirely

Lia Andriyani
January 19, 2008

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