Poetry

Journey 

By : Dwi Listiyani

I was born like a white paper. 

Which with time, unlike white paper.

I fill with my journey.

My journey in cruel world. 

Which without me knowing it, 

I runs on the shard. 

I don’t know when my journey will be end. 

And this is my journey. 

My journey it’s not like a princess. 

Sometimes I use mask.

I am eccedentesiat.  

I like when rain. 

When I can cry without anyone know. 

And I envy with rain too.

They are always together.