I wonder

Father told me not to dance with the rain,
Every time I felt despair in my bloody pain,
Black moth keeps flying around my head,
Give me headache, like drowning in the deep lake...

The blue fountain splashing the dark water,
In the river of polystyrene and rusty stuff,
There is another dirty mansion need to be clear,
I need a crystal air, because my past view is polluted enough...

I Am; Who I Am

Red beam light burn in my spirit,

Sparkling through my highway, the life circuit,

Sorrow, sad, despair, and disappointed,

That put me into the tears of the man,

Crying like a baby,

Like a sad rhythm in lullaby,

That looking for the honor,

Man is a winner, not a loser…

I am, the real who I am,

That regret in the coffin of trauma,

I let it sleep in my black pijama,

I tried to sing in the cloud of dilemma,

Calculating the freedom,

Like Tunku Abdul Rahman fight for the nation,

Throw the British down, rise of the new revolution...

I AM SO SORRY;

I AM SO SORRY,

I am nobody,

Need to be someone for a person,

Need to be a better son,

Face the problem, and never run,

Face the moon and the sun,

Like they smile to me,

No regret,

Never be sad,

Because I know better,

What the real me in the future...

F R I E N D S H I P

The red rusty anchor sank in the black water,
The green bottle juggles in the ocean,
Never give up and never fear,
Every friendship have their own reason...

Playing the upeh with Chinese lady,
Crying and laughing under the tree,
Friendship is similar like the paddy,
Make the human release their hungry...