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Aku Kira Aku Sudah Bisa Bicara

"I am better than them." Now that's an excuse.

Karena bukan itu yang sebenarnya terjadi kan? Kau melindungi diri sendiri. Karena tidak ada seorang pun yang layak untuk sendiri.
Aku kira dengan kehidupan dewasa ini akan lebih mudah untuk berbicara, untuk berhubungan dengan manusia, tapi ternyata tidak. Apa yang kulakukan di masa pra-dewasaku?
Apa yang sebenarnya terjadi? Apa yang kulakukan? Apa yang tidak kulakukan?
Apa yang salah denganku?


Aku tahu orang-orang keren itu don't fit in, tapi mereka punya orang-orang lainnya yang sama, jadi pada dasarnya mereka don't fit in di satu kelompok, tetapi fit in di kelompok lain, di kelompok orang-orang keren itu. Lantas pertanyaannya adalah, bagaimana jika tidak fit in dimana pun?

Karena tidak ada seorang pun yang layak untuk sendiri.

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