Teringat senandung cinta Ibu Kala aku lelap dalam peluknya "Anakku, kamu harus tahu Kamu sama sepertinya Hanya, jiwamu ditempa panas api Yang disebut sudut pandang" Aku tahu runcing sudut mataku Mengundang seribu julukan Atau terang warna kulitku Buatmu tak merasa nyaman "Tak apa, nak" Kata Ibu "Kalau yang kamu tanam cinta kasih Jalan terus, meski tertatih" Langkahku berat Tersendat Banyak yang bilang aku gila Tapi kenapa? Karena aku memilih untuk berbeda? Keluar dari norma? Dan menjelajah? Lagipula, senandung Ibu selalu kuingat "... Jiwamu ditempa panas api Yang disebut sudut pandang..." Dan akupun melangkah Menapak api dan duri Kadang terhempas Namun bangkit kembali
Long long ago I left her alone In a dark room She screamed Longed for warmth And sparks of light Yet, I locked her there As I tried to find my way Somewhere over the sun And beyond the stars I spread my wings Ready to soar And roar my heart out I thought I would Never run out of fuel Yet, I fell One inch away from earth "What's wrong?" I said "Take me with you," She said "I can't. You weight my way up," I argued "I'm more than wings and wind you need to fly." She answered "How come?" I asked "Your loved ones grew me long before you knew me." She smiled "Why?" "Because I will keep that fire fuels your way up. I will dance with you when everyone else ignore you. And I will hold you and remind you of how good life is. You will survive."