puisi b. inggris

“World Will Be Boring Without Different”

Sometime, I always ask to my self

What happen to me?

I think, something is wrong

I feel, I am very different with other

I see other

They are look like this

They are look like that

They are look like usual

Not like me,

I very different with them

I queer …

But, I must optimist 

I say to other

Make different to be something good

Make me to be my self

Not other

I’m must happy with my self

Although, sometime I feel sad

But, I consider that different is unique

with different I can famoused with other

Because, without defferent …

World will be boring