“Friends Poor Ever”

Judge me who I am,

Spit out what you want to say

Here I am will listen to you and stay.

For every words you threw,it will go astray.

Whatever happens you’ll be a friend

A friend poor ever

as we go together

nothing prevails,but fear.

For if you will leave me

In a great ball of fire

in nothingness I swear,

You will became bitter.

But a friend will not wish you in vain

Though it’s like you bring me to chain

Still you’re a friend

A  friend whom caused this meaningful tears..

Though it goes like that

You’re one of those i’ll never forgot

‘Cause you didn’t treat me well?

then, you’ve shown to me,you’re a friend poorever!

“I,Seventeen”

ROXANNE:Though there are things out there that may cause desolateness but still you’ve helped me never let those ruin the day and what happen today.
The moments we had will be cherished and will be engraved unto the deepest part of my heart.You really proved that happiness may come in every sadness we had faced,if and only if ,we just gotta let it in.
You’ve been part of every little special days of my life,maybe my THANK YOU is not enough but I know God will return all those kindness of yours in a form of blessing and give it to you in a thousand folds.

Turning 17 right?

BITTERSWEET BIRTHDAY!

I turned 17,but my mind turns like 7!(IMMATURITY!)

One more year to go,I will be legal.Legal what?WIFE?VOTER?:)

Beeing 17,is just like nothing,nothing to be like,its just normal.

“I am not getting older,I am just learning how to become better”

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just_be_you

just be you….

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LIFE

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The Past:A Beautiful Place to Visit, An Ugly Venue to Stay

I wonder why?

three words was said,

I ate it.

No process was ever made.

 

Days runs so fast,

8 months last.

No conversation and trust,

How did those things happened?,I asked.

A day  to decide,I set.

To let him free,I did.

Like a game we two played,

Did I?Did he too?

Questions flying in the outskirt of my head.

 

We enjoyed traveling different journeys,

Reminiscing him,on the way

I messed up,the right words to say.

 

Desolate past,I could never forgot

Once in my life you’re the only fainted guy I got.

No defense to let me stay.

 

A sullen feeling maybe,

to swerve is what you always gonna do,

I’m so desperate to bring you back too.

My zeal leaves me now and so as you!

 

Reminiscing the past is somewhat awkward

Sometimes my mind go beyond to any boulevard,

It’s just that a past with a beautiful start,

and hard to forgot.

but a butterfly whispers and lend my ears,

“visit the past,but never stay there for so long,for you are just

putting yourself to jail where no one else will save you there.

 

Wake up and enjoy your journey

travel everywhere,the flying colors are waiting you somewhere.

The past is just a beautiful place to visit but not a good place to stay.

 

(experience)

(not all maybe)

“PAPA”

The man  who helped bringing out the best in me,

and wants the best for me.

The most important man in my life.

Who stands as post

and guides me to the right path for me not to be lost.

“Bittersweet Journey”

Paglalakbay ang syang aking kasiyahan,

Mga magagandang tanawin aking minamasdan

ngunit sa bawat saglit,palaging natanong ng musmos kong isipan,

Kasiyahan nga ba ang tanging paraan para itago ang sakit na                                           nararamdaman?

 

Isinasaisip ko ,kung bakit iginiit ang sariling kasiyahan,

Kung ang nais ko ay maabot ang rurok ng aking magandang kinabukasan;

Nakakamiss na boses at yakap ng aking mga kaibigan at magulang

ang siyang tanging dahilan;

sapagakat sila’y katabi ko mula noong ako’y nandoon pa lamang

 

Unang-una kong naiwaglit sila

Akala ko magpatuloy na ang daloy nang aking saya

ngunit sa umpisa lang pala

sa di katagala’y biglang nagbago na;

Masayahing mukha nagyo’y malamlam na,

Dahil namiss ko ang tawa at halakhak ng mga taong sa aki’y nagpasaya!

walng iba kundi mga kaibigan ko at sina mama at papa!

 

ART!

A product of boredom!!!

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