Jakarta

Menus got complicated, trendier

Don’t care, as if it affects what I enjoy

You know how I like it older 

New stuffs, just another new toy

I hopped bars in Jakarta

Thinking of getting new inspo

They all have stories and data

Some shallow and some glow

The fact is when I saw the menu

I took pictures of some pages

Thinking that I would show it to you

Cause who else can relate to the messages?

And so I kept it to myself again

Cause to whom I could share my piece

Without being blamed for vain

or judged by eyes with full fierce

The songs, the stories

We could’ve always related

All colds, and worries

They would never be translated

Missing you, is a foreign kind of sting

Unfortunately it’s not romantically

Why it had to be everything or nothing

As fatefully we weren’t set eternally

And so again, I kept it to myself

Cause it’s scary to show it on the shelf

Another spot, now it will always be yours

Silently, but as one of the permanent doors