[CurtainFalls]

Intro

This show will end tonight. A magnificent, prestigious play I ever involved in.

Y: We’ll do it for a very last time

M: Crave your last beautiful smile to them

Y: Of course, sure I’ll do

M: Break a leg!

Y: Carpe diem

0.1

I’m losing my ability to sleep. Another day from hell. I wish I never knew all these at the first place. To see and study hard to decipher your words and actions. To read between the lines of fear and blame. The smile when you tore him apart. Damn, I wish I never care to think, never care to heal, never care to share.

0.2

If these walls could speak, imagine what they will say? If these eyes could speak, will they be able to close and imagine as nothing ever happened? If this mouth could speak on its own, will it keeps silent of this matter? Will they? I don’t even know.

0.3

Will you be able to know how hard a dragonfly flies with a broken wing? To fly across through sticks and twigs the jungle, losing hope and cry over a shattered dream? Will you notice this bitterness? No.

0.4

I really like to show you a nice painting of ours. A sacred relationship that I’ve been trying hard to care of, but it seems even harder to keep it safe as new than to paint it. Its always better to be the painter than the paint. Now, I just can’t show you the painting. Not anymore. You’re face has faded away. I don’t know how. I’m sorry.

0.0

0.1, 0.2, 0.3, 0.4 and eventually 0.0…Nothing more left to say. So, I better keep this feeling as zero. It will never be one, two, neither three nor four, because its will always be zero. An empty, meaningless and effortless zero. Cheers!

Outro

Great show. Few viewers.

M: It’s an ode to you, baby.

Let’s enjoy the last curtain falls.

 

“Stand my ground, I won't give in

No more denying, I've got to face it

Won't close my eyes and hide the truth inside

If I don't make it, someone else will

Stand my ground”

[LittleCracksInMe]

Little boy,

You sit alone at the corner of the room,

the dark and walls that hug you,

sure make you feel secure.

The world don’t even look at you

And you can’t figure out why…

 

You walk to school,

drag yourself out of your shell,

the flaws make you feel low

But you still smile.

Trying to chase away

The fear and misery within…

 

Each time you walk home,

you stumble on the road

The road is too harsh

and no one offer you a hand.

Your knees feel weak

and

your arms bleed…

 

You feel like stopping

but I won’t let you be

I’ll walk with you,

Even the world left you behind.

 

By the end of this road to somewhere,

I’ll bid you farewell,

Till we meet again,

Oh yes, sure we will.

 

[As I was walking]

 

As I was walking

I enjoy every bits of moment that I’ve spent,

My steps are slow…

Slow enough for a turtle to come and capture me

But it’s OK because it felt so right doing this.

 

To be free again,

To walk and bare my soul off,

Throughout this route to nowhere.

I won’t run; unable to catch my breath

I won’t look down at my feet; trapped by guilt and mercy

I won’t be doing that anymore

 

From now on,

I will walk.

Whenever my heart wants to,

And stop wherever my feet tell me so

 

Because pieces of my heart were scattered long time ago,

And I will keep looking for them,

Right when I was walking…

[Cry Baby, cry]

Sometimes this world turns to be so harsh,

Sometimes it stabs you and leaves you solely,

I’ll stand by you,

Come here,

Let’s get over this..

 

Come sit next to me,

Lean on my shoulder,

It sure makes you feel much better,

Let go of everything in your heart,

Tonight we’ll together cry..

 

Take a deep breath,

And blow it away,

Chase out the dark clouds above you,

Don’t be afraid to shed your tears, let them go,

Washing away the pain within,

Because it’s OK baby,

It’s ok..

 

I’ll stand by you,

Cry baby, cry…

[AmIwrong?]

[1]

 

Everyone is staring at me…am I wrong?

 

Everyone is blaming on me…am I wrong?

 

Their fingers are pointing at me…am I wrong?

 

I stand still. I look at my feet. I can’t breath easy…am I wrong?

 

They are talking and looking at me… am I wrong?

 

 

 

[2]

 

Does it wrong to love?

 

Does it wrong to make friend?

 

Does wrong to talk?

 

Does wrong to walk?

 

Tell me, does it?

 

 

 

[3]

 

I walk out this place…am I wrong?

 

Am I guilty?

And I heard them laughing…

 

[ThisGlassWall]

I see you, and you see me too.

We are in the same, large continent, but in different side for sure. Your sky is blue just like mine too. And my grass is green as the same goes for you. But as my strides march for you, I’ll hit that transparent wall. I can’t see. You can’t see. But both of us can feel; that we’ve been diverged by this glass wall. So, I sit and facing you on the other side. We wish this wall soon will crumble down to earth, so we’ll be able to touch again. But sure, its going to take a little time. Maybe days, months, years or even forever. Only God knows.

I will wait for you. Will you?