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Lot to Learn

I am currently in love with the lyrics of this song..
Because all of us are looking for the dun dun dun.. 

If I was the question would you be my answer?
If I was the music would you be the dancer?
If I was the student would you be the teacher?
If I was the sinner would you be the preacher?
Would you be my
It’s the dun dun dun
I still got a lot of shit to learn I’ll admit it
It’s the dun dun dun
I still got a lot of shit to learn I’ll admit it

Feeling like a digit in a system, just another stupid number
I don’t know, know, know
Everything is twisted i can feel it
It’s another stupid summer where it’s cold, cold, cold
And we can do it on our own
Head up to a place where baby no one goes
A rocket full of Liquor, a Polaroid for Pictures
Baby you should stop me, before I lose control
How a perfect a person am I, go through your purse and put on your disguise
You see the stars, but they just see the skies
And you see my scars what do they see?

Got your finger on the trigger and you aiming at the mirror
Don’t you shoot that ain’t you, nah
Cause on the outside you pretend but you hurting in the inner
What’s the truth now
How a perfect a person am I, go through your purse and put on your disguise
You see the stars, but they just see the skies
And you see my scars what do they see?

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Baby steps

As I was walking down our village, I noticed a mother and her child in front of me. The mother was holding the hand of the kid. She was walking at her normal pace while the child was making at least two steps to keep at pace with her. There were times when she was dragging his hand as if signalling to walk  faster. This bothered me quite a bit. Doesn’t she know how small the steps of the kid were?

We see this scene all the time. We tend to forget that we are not of the same fiber. Not all are as smart, as fast, as great as we think we are. We, after all, don’t have the same set of experience and skills. The next time that we tend to ridicule someone, consider that he or she may be taking baby steps which, however small, will take him/her somewhere. Be patient because you were also a child once.

 

 

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Para sa brokenhearted

I wrote this poem in 2014 because of a guy friend I, apparently, liked. We share similar interests. He’s crazy (just like me) and very smart. I never said it to him and I don’t regret it because later it became clear to me that he will never regard me the way I would like him to. He has a ‘different’ preference, it turns out. We’re still friends though and that’s a good thing.  Now, I find the poem so cheesy and it had me laughing at myself.  Ain’t it funny how at times we think the world is already falling apart just because of unrequited love?

Lumuluha ka na naman
Puso mo, di na ba matuturuan?
Kay hilig umasa sa wala naman
Yan tuloy, ika’y nasaktan lang

Ilang beses na bang nangyari to?
Bakit ba ang tigas ng ulo?
Maraming nagmamahal sa ‘yo
Di nga lang sa paraang gusto mo

Itigil na ang kahibangan
Wala yan patutunguhan
Buhay mo ay may dahilan
Kelan mo maiintindihan?

Matutong bumangon, tumayo
Wag na wag kang pagagapo
Darating din ang hinahanap mo
Baka bukas o sa isang linggo

Pwede ba, tama na, kaibigan
Gawin na ang kailangan
Di mo man sya matagpuan,
Buuin pa din ang sarili at husayan

Dahil iisa lang ang buhay mo
Bigyang kahulugan ito
Alang alang sa lumikha sa yo
Sya’ng tunay na nagmamahal sa yo..

*bows*

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different, weird feeling

Dear 2,

I’m scared. I’m scared because I am not sure whether I am worthy of your fondness, your attention.  I don’t know if I am worthy of someone as kind, as good as you are. Thanks, I appreciate all the little things you do for me. And those chocolates? You’re the sweetest and I am melting. Know that I am not used to feeling like this, hence, forgive me if I cannot express my gratitude as I should.

 

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incoherent, garbled thoughts

Dear 3,

There are so many things I would like to tell you.

Thank you for tolerating my insanity. Weird, but I love to bug you everyday, every moment, actually.

Will I ever be your option A? You have no idea how much it hurts when I listen to your stories about her – the girl you have always loved.  Will you ever let go of your feelings for her?

In the end, I know you will still chase after her. And I will be left here alone. But it’s alright, believe me if I say that I am happy for you. Your happiness will always be mine too.

Meantime, here is a song I would love to sing to you.

I hate you I love you

I hate that I love you

Don’t want to, but I can’t put

Nobody else above you 

I hate you I love you

I hate that I want you

You want her, you need her

And I’ll never be her