I actually like the color blue With its soft glow and the very pretty hue, reminds me of the sky when the morning is due. But why is it always associated with the feeling, blue? Even though it is such a pretty, pretty blue. I think everyone’s just trying to make sense of everything. Human-wise, feeling-wise, any-ways that makes them all correlate with each other; resonate with each other. It’s humanized that way. Humane. Is it just me, or it’s anybody? Do you also like the feeling blue? Ananda Khaira Azizah, Pekanbaru, May 15th 2026. Written at 3am on a Friday.
Being remembered is something; something straight out of nothing. You don’t have to do, You don’t need to achieve, You only just have to be. To be you, doing or not doing. To be you, achieve or not achieving, To be you, present; not presenting. When performing gets tiring, that’s the sign of you drowning. And then you cried; that’s the sign of you breaking. So tell me, tell me who are you when you’re not performing? Are you sad, are you happy, Do you angst, do you not angst? Will you catch you, when you fall? Ananda Khaira Azizah, Pekanbaru, May 2nd 2026. Written at 11am on a Saturday.