menulisku sia-sia

what if

    all my writings

left unread

left unsave

go evaporate

nothing to sake

like an ocean foam

without knowing

    where his colleagues gone

like a patter drop

they know it will hit

    afterall

and they broken, sincerely

without getting paid

what a disgrace

said a leaf fell from a tree

all those vanish green

wealthy young

tossed to earth

    without funeral

wrinkled and curled

tide means

who gonna wave this tho

tossed around

    without getting sound

among noises

    worse worse noises

nothing right to shout

what left next

thirst and rankling

ants gnowing

itchy

bruising skin

the more i drink

    the more i starve

exhausting exhaust

damn fucking loud

thump my heed

better be stoned

what if

    all my thoughts

left shat

go washed

knot itself

must be hit

like a vase 

    you cracked

what if

    we obliged to

        passed ourself away

with none to brought

i'll be lay on hayes

no story to hold

    in my fantasy

what if

you hated me

    so much

dont worry

because i know

it's okay

fine i deal

what if

    these are burdens

around

do not earn any

single of merit

medal of honor

time of life

what if...

what