Buat rakan-rakan sejagat....

Entah macam mana nak mula. Mungkin pertama sekali aku nak susun sepuluh jari tangan dan sepuluh jari kaki memohon maaf.
Aku tahu mulut aku ni macam 'laser' sikit. Main lepas je. Kalau aku ada terguris hati ke, atau tercalar dan yang sewaktu dengannya, aku nak minta maaf.
Kedua, aku nak ucapkan ribuan terima kasih kepada rakan-rakan tersayang. Atas sebab-sebab yang tertentu.
1) Menjadi rakan yang boleh dikategorikan sebagai 'terhebat'.
2) Mengajar aku erti persahabatan yang mungkin 15 tahun yang lalu aku masih jahil.
3) Mengetuk kepala aku kalau aku buat dosa.
4) Mengusap kepala aku kalau aku buat pahala.
5) Mendidik aku pelajaran yang aku masih terkial-kial untuk memahami.
6) Berada di sisi aku ketika aku 'moody', gembira dan juga dalam masalah.

Walaupun ada yang aku baru sahaja kenal mungkin tahun ini dan tahun lalu atau dua tahun sebelumnya, tetapi kesan dan bukti kehadiran korang di sisi aku, tidak akan aku pudarkan.
Kalau aku nak tulis satu-satu tentang semua rakan aku, pasti tidak sampai aku ke Pengkalan Chepa sebab terlalu banyak.

Aku nak beritahu korang yang aku sayang sangat persahabatan kita. Segala gelak ketawa dan bual kosong yang kita nikmati dan kongsi akan aku ingat sampai bila-bila. InsyaALLAH kalau ada jodoh, kita akan bertemu lagi.

Buat rakan-rakan yang 'terlebih rapat' (anda tahu siapa anda), tiada kata-kata yang dapat dijadikan simbol kesayangan aku buat korang.

"Setiap pertemuaan, pasti ada perpisahan."
Jangan melupai aku dan sememangnya aku tidak akan melupai korang.

Rakan-rakan:

Muaz, Mera, Qila, Mali, Nurul Izzati, Myaa, Erin, Syira, Mija, Ziqah, Zurin, Ummu, Diana, Yasmin, Asfea, Fatihah, Alya, Sunshine, Aten, Wanie, Fatin Syafiqa, Athirah, Zirwa, Isyqie, Jie, Munirah, Amirah Samsuri, Afiqah, Najaa, Elina, Elida, Farah Izzati, Risi, Ali, Shahir, Amin, Ayar, Hazim, Ammar, Malik, Aizat,

dan

rakan-rakan 2 Aman, 3 Aman dan 4 Aman serta rakan-rakan di kelas lain dan sekolah lain.

Akhir sekali, aku nak ucap terima kasih lagi sekali dan semoga korang berjaya.

n.k.
-terima kasih atas surat-surat yang mengayat hati dan hadiah-hadiah yang sangat cantik.
-insyaALLAH aku akan bawa bersama telefon bimbit. Kalau rindu jangan segan silu untuk menghantar mesej. Aku sedia menunggu. haha

Daripada sahabatmu,
Izzy Rozali.

Indifferent...

The rain outside subsides as she drags her heavy feet to the full-length mirror.
She stands gawkily,
Standing,
Looking,
Observing,
Standing.
The mirror reflects nothing interesting.
Like any other day.
It doesn't show her the person that she wishes it should be.
The person in the mirror has nothing to offer the world.
Nothing to offer her
Nothing to offer.
Nothing.
Her brown wavy hair was cut earlier this month.
According to the-non-fashionable-magazine.
Her lumpy flesh tries hard to cache excessive unctuous; without ascendancy.
Her skin isn't as dainty as an adolescent should be.
Her clothes hang ineptly against her no-figure figure.
But above all that she smiles to herself.
Letting a huge sighs.
I am me, she tells herself.
I am proud to be who I am.
I am the ugly kid, she laughs silently.
I am the kid everbody hates to be with, she claims.
Suddenly, a thunder strikes.

That's when she breaks down.
She kneels to the floor.
Her tears flow as if she has held them for so many years.
She clasps her hands over her face.
"I'm ugly!" she wails as if she regrets it.
"I'm useless, I'm nobody!"
"I'M UGLY!" she bawls.
"I'm ugly," she murmurs under her breath.
Her tears are completely dry now, her eyes are getting heavier.
Her lips tremble as she wraps herself with a blanket.
Blocking the bitter cold, blocking the nasty world outside and simply just blocking everything out.
"I'm ugly," is her last words before she drifts deep into her slumber.
Into a dream world where she's always who she wants to be.
Where she feels safe.
Where she belongs.
Where ugly is not a word to be said nor claimed.
Where she is indifferent.

Holding on tight,

Looking up,
Praying to God,
"Please please please",
Holding on to you,
Holding on tight.

Letting go on one of the hands,
Tears began to flow,
Bitterly biting my skin,
Trying to not let go of the others,
Holding on to you,
Holding on tight.

One day,
Shocking news,
It arrived,
I trembled,
Tears flowing down again,
My breath became uneven,
I was choking,
I held on to you,
You looked at me,
You smiled "congrats",
You said,
Holding on tight.

I'll miss everything,
Your laugh,
Your smile,
Your heart warming jokes,
Your everything,
But I'm holding on,
Holding on tight.

We don't have much time,
But it doesn't mean this will end,
It won't,
I promise,
Because I love you,
Because I won't let you go,
Because I'm holding on to you,
I'm holding on tight.

To: QILA, my beloved friends from 3 Aman, Isyqie, Malik, Nana and friends from other schools and classes.