seen from Yemen
seen from Kazakhstan
seen from Canada
seen from China
seen from Malaysia
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from Spain
seen from India
seen from Egypt
seen from Brazil
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from South Africa
seen from Chile
seen from United Kingdom
seen from China
seen from Canada
A Lone Man
He’s a lone man
Despite his anger
He’s a lone man inside
People think he’s a high-tempered man
His children hate him
His wife found no love for any longer
Nobody love him
Even himself
He’s a lone man
Who needs somebody to escort him in this lonely world
This Is The Time
When yes is no When no is yes
When true is false When false is true
When man become woman When woman become man
When black is white When white is black
When good is bad When bad is good
When you fed by lies When you don’t know which is the truth
When you eat time to think When you engulfed by confusion
The Son of Today
We are not defined by things But we defined things
We raised by technology And when we grow up, we dream to develop it And it’ll raised the next generation
We dream to make a better future But sometimes we relized that our existence is the sign of destruction
We don’t know the past We don’t even know what the future will be
We are The Son of Today And we live for Tomorrow
×××ThinkingTyper×××
So sorry for this nonsense poem (this cant even called a poem tho .ha).. i was waiting and it was boring. so then i played with my mind and it turns out like this HAHAHA
can we stop hating?
Today i had a chit-chat with my friends. One boy, one girl.
I was going to read on a bench in front of my class--since the place is quite, so i chose that spot. Not long after, there are two friends who also got out from class. I cancelled my reading session because one of them ask me something.
At the beginning, it was a small talk, with light topic, laughter, all the words that came up on our head, we just say it. Until i say something that it may be related to something they don’t like.
They respond my saying with a negative responses, much of negative responses. From one negative thing, to another, and they began completing each other’s words, while i’m listening to them.
The vibe still fulled with cheers for them, because they always add laughter after their negative sayings, especially when one of them agree with one another’s opinion. Meanwhile the vibe was really uncomforting and full of hatred for me. So i remain quite, not knowing what to say, either to support their opinions. It was a relieved when the school bell rang and they go to home.
I’m still thinking about our chat until now. How can a person hate ‘something’ so much? I mean, you can feel that you don’t like something, but is it neccessary to put so much hate-talk, hate-opinions, hate-sayings to something you don’t like? Because perhaps what you hate from others/something is actually something you really want to have but it’s difficult for you to have that. Or even, that something you hate is actually a part of yourself that you don’t even know that it existed in a deep part of yourself.
I’ll tell you a glimpse of our chat.
I really remember how my friend say that he doesn’t like most of our local YouTuber, he said that local YouTuber does not have creative contents, does not have good contents, and other negative comments. He said that he prefer overseas YouTuber that can “open his mind”.
“Orang bule mending, ngeliat dia main game aja kayaknya seru gitu. Kalo orang Indo mah...”
“Orang bule mending, konten ga terlalu bagus tapi ada muka yang bisa bikin orang tertarik. Lah orang Indo, konten gak menarik, muka juga gak menarik, apa yang mau dijual?”
I also remember how my friend say that one of our public figure’s daughter use her parent’s money to get to Oxford University. I said (since she is quite active in YouTube), “I don’t know. Perhaps she also get money from her YouTube video.” And my friend, she responds (with underestimating tone), “How much does she get from YouTube? That must be cheap.” So i said, “But she got silver play button.” And still with underestimating tone she responds, “What? Only silver? An U.S YouTuber can get that for granted. It’s nothing.” Because i also quite active on YouTube, i said, “Still, it’s hard to get even a hundred subscribers.” And she began hate-talking while i don’t know what to say anymore.
“Yaelah berapa sih yang didapet dari YouTube?”
“Cuma Silver Play Button mah orang bule baru jadi YouTuber juga bisa langsung dapet kali.”
I just want to say guys, if you really want to “open your mind”, then try to accept everything and try to appreciate it. You never know what it’ll become because you’re not the doer.
JUST STOP HATE COMMENTS, IT IRRITATES MY EAR!
*And addition, i think it’s always uneasy to get our goals. There must be so many obstacles to get through. Even if you live in U.S, you can not instantly be a YouTuber and get a million subscribers in a week. Everybody must taste the fierce fight so they can be satisfied of what they have fought when they finally win.
THE GIRL WHO LIVED BEHIND THE BLUE DOOR
she is not strong yet she acted to bear the sadness
she is shy yet she tried to cheer the world with her laugh
she is flat-faced because she hides her emotions
she is imperfect yet she is comfortable for what she is
And sometimes i act like i quote someone else’s words. In fact, it was mine.
thinkingtyper
