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Puisi romantis yang akhirnya menuai perhatian dan pujian warganet.

Begini puisi karya Caca:

We are all truth seekers
We are all looking for validations
Everlastingly

Tell me Tell me
Have I done it right
Have I done it wrong

Tell me Tell me
Have I fit into the standards held by as many people I can grasp

Give me more
Give me more
Approvals

Listen, hey listen
We are all expresionists
We talk not to be doubted, argued

Listen, hey listen
We all need to be heard and understood
That’s it

We announce that we don’t care
But we contradict ourselves yesterday and years ago
And once again just today

We like to think we have the answers
Look here I said Look here
I got the best answers containing the highest truth
I hold the truth of everything you are wondering, oh dear truth seekers

Look here I said Look here
We all think we know
Until we admit that really, we don’t
Until we admit that really, we are fucking clueless

And that should be okay
We don’t need to climb
We don’t need to try
Living up to what We think we’re suppose to be

And this should be okay
I don’t need to run this race
In this illusion called “my life’s mission”
That are man-made
That is self-made

We like to make believe
In creating something that we think we should create
To paint colors that are way too familiar
Also colors that are way too new and strange it makes you think you’re extraordinary

We want to know we’re special
We want to make sure we’re right
We want to find the answers
While making others believe that we know everything to everything

And then comes this skeptic
This oh-i-know-it-all little observer
Trying to write a poetry about human nature
Thinking she’s going against the current

She likes to think she holds the answers to everything
She looks for validations, everlastingly
She is showing up
Proving, climbing, trying
To be everything She thinks she should be
Make herself believe in the illusion she called “my life’s mission”
Living it up
Living it up
Living it up
Thinking she’d know everything
If she keeps on searching

Until the day she realize
She just needs to stop

And just breathe into her own being
And just sing along with the melody

And just be
Present
Alive
Carefree

No metrics, No standards
No Knowing Everything

To be ok
To just Be.

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