AADC

I run to the forest and then I sing
I run to the beach and shout out loud
it is so quiet
I hate being quiet and alone
I want to be noisy
I want to be at a market
I'm bored with being tired
I want to get rid if you darkness
I feel covered with soot if I'm alone
just break the glass to make a noise
let them howl,
until there is a tumult
Oh... I can see an angel
weaving a striped spider's web
on the wall of a white palace
why not just swing the bell until it winces
or I should run to the forest
urn to the beach

AADC
Rangga ,
poet of being a loner
Wallflower

XOXO
AJ