Dream Chaser

There's a fade light that waiting in the end of the road

But I'm sure.. it's a bright and shine that waiting for someone to take it away

Some tired of this game because they don't find the way

But I just keep running

Because I believe there is something

for those who want to strugle

There are a lot of noises that make me dizzy

There are a lot of eyes stare at me

There are a lot of hands that pull me back

They hate me to keep doing this

But I still stand and keep running

Because there is something that I believe in

I wanna wake up ! get up ! stand up !

and doing something for my dream

Because life isn't about waiting

Life is about doing something

I want to reach that light with my way

So, I become believer

and I become dream chaser

By: Illiyun srikandi

Incurable Disease

Something serious happened to me

I can't breath and I have a heart attack

my heart thumps like something bursts in there

I can't handle it 

I always have headache

when I start thinking about that

I really hate it

because I can't stop doing that

This love is like drugs to me

because I'm already addicted to you

I'm so sick because of you

can you heal me ?? 

by: Illiyun Srikandi 

Nature Vs Nurture

I would like to share me and my friend’s experience. :) 

I’ve lived at dormitory in Bandung for 6 years. I have a friend who can speak Sundanese naturally. When I first met her, I feel weird because she has a very thick accent Sunda, but she is a nice girl. Even though, we had a subject of Indonesian language, she’s very difficult to learn it. So, we studied together. It’s funny when I can’t understand what she talked about. She always adding affixes “atuh” or “ceunah” for every sentences that she spoke. Naturally, she spoke Sundanese language because her family is originally from the City of  Bandung.And how about me? First, I didn’t speak Sundanese at all, even I had no intention to learn that language, but as time goes by, I could speak sundanese nurturally, because there are many people who came from Bandung, and everyday I talk to them. Anytime, anywhere, I spoke sundanese language, and finally I could understand what my friend said and she also could spoke Indonesian language nurturally. So, when I moved to continue my study in Jakarta, I feel like a stranger because I also have a very thick accent Sunda like my friend. This’s my true story. :) 

Liar !!!

I say "YES" and you say "NO"

I say "BYE" and you say "HELLO"

you are a professional lie

and you make me fly

that's why the birds can't sing 

and why the sky isn't smiling

because you are a liar

who can't stop to feel desire

hey you !!

give me something new

or let me fly like a bird

because I am your girl !

The sorrow of the bird

I am still waiting

hope everything is a daydreaming

I can't hold on to the tears

they just make scars in my heart

his smile..

his smell..

his shadow..

disappears !!!

why is it coming to me ?!

I can't stand to make a fake smile

Let him go to make inquiries

it's alike letting the birds fly in the sky

too sad..

I am the bird that haven't a wing