Walking on the street of my campus, letting the night air suffocate my thoughts while i’m seeing them act like they’re the biggest person in the town
Seeing them taking selfies or photograph while holding or smoke some cigarettes to getting people know that they’re “badass” enough, seeing them trying to look legit wearing and bringing those hypebeast kind of stuff that costs 150 times of nasi goreng’s price, seeing them cuddling, body to body with their lovebird in front of public’s eye over social media, seeing them deciding where and when will they take another cruise and ignore the responsibilities instead of dying over campus’s assignments, tasks, and must-do’s, seeing them happily posting inapproriate pics of their friends under the line of “kalau enggak berani aneh-aneh enggak gaul namanya”
Seeing them embracing their sadness by posting full black background with a super small text on instastories, seeing them getting mad and angry if they’re not followed back on instagram or getting unfollowed, seeing them proudly think that they’re “nowadays kids” because what they listen is only the newest and updated music with hard trap beats and big drop, seeing them playing with the money easily as if money were grown from the trees, seeing them went to the club or local parties that they’re not interested with but only for a recognition.
Seeing myself do things i’ve been wrote above sometimes, seeing myself getting suffocated by the lifestyle that I can’t do but I must do, seeing myself ranting over what my mind reject but my youth accept.
Wondering if it’s only my anxiety over the society, maybe an enviness, maybe a passing-by-thoughts, maybe a dilemmatic self of me trying to rising back inside my head, let’s fading
it hits real hard. but this work is so much well-done!🌹 and deserves an appreciation. so heres one; for you, your work of art, and somehow, for the killing-dreams youth we have to face.
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