JUST THIS ONCE
By Emilia Kurniasari



Sun emit more light in my day
One more new round I passed
The search for identity begins again
Perhaps until tomorrow, after tomorrow, I do not know

It seemed endless this time
Finding and searching for who I am
Despite so much memory in memory
None show you who I am

Maybe because I was too weak
Suppose I was unable to rise themselves
Although I had grown up
The walk was still like being carried

Sometimes I want to walk alone
So that I know who I am
But all think alike
It will not be able to without backrest

Can this once?
When I was old enough tuk say
Do myself what I want
Do not meddle myself

I was not the strongest
But not also the weakest
I will not pass my outside limits
Just want a little bit out of me