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Kara Subido Nov 2015
I believe in something I call ‘superficial friends’.
What I mean is, superficial friends are
somewhat ‘friends by association’,
friends that are friends because people
just happen to group them together
and see them together.

Yes, I do have fun around you,
and I’ll even throw around the ‘i love you’
and ‘best friend’ sometimes, but I wouldn’t
really tell you my secrets or confide in you
for serious talks. You’re not really that
kind of person to me.

Lots of times, I really need somebody
to talk to. Lots of times, I really need
someone to just listen to me. to hold me.
to not even say a word but know exactly
what I want to say.

But there is nobody like that
out there for me, at least right now.
There isn’t anyone I can text and
pour my feelings out because there
is anyone I know that knows why I feel
this way.

There isn’t anyone that knows
that sometimes, I just sit down and cry.
I could be doing anything but alone,
I will bawl my eyes out for no reason,
as if all the pent up anger and sadness
and disappointment I have in me just
comes pouring out.

There isn’t anyone I know that if I
were to tell them that I feel like ****,
they would actually do something about it,
instead of just telling me feel better.

There isn’t anyone that would know
that there is something wrong just by
looking at me. There isn’t anyone I know
that would know that something they did
which to them is innocent and is no
problem but to me makes me feel like
they don’t care about me anymore and
I’m a burden.

I believe in something I call ‘superficial friends’.
Those are people who know me,
but they have no idea a thing about me.
No matter how many times you can tell me
that you’re here for me or that I can tell
you anything, and just replying with
‘it’s going to okay’, you really don’t
know me at all.
Kara Subido Oct 2015
I still hope that we could regain
the love that we once had for
each other.

I still hope we could say
all those ''i love you's'' and have
the courage to mean it.

I still hope that until the end of this
battle it'll still be you and i.
Kara Subido Oct 2015
Bakit nga ba ako nahuhumaling sa'yo
Ano bang meron ang pagkatao mo.

Bakit nga ba hanggang ngayon nagagawa ko pang
Tawagan at i-text ka umaasang sasagutin mo nang
May ligaya sa puso.

Bakit nga ba kahit alam kong tinapos mo na
Ang ugnayan natin pilit ko pa din binubuo
Ang natitirang posibilidad sa aking isipan na
Pwede pa maging ikaw at ako sa huli.
Kara Subido Oct 2015
Ayan na naman ang araw,
ngunit heto ako gising na
gising.

Ayan na naman ang araw,
sinasabing itigil ko na itong
kahibangan ko para sa'yo.

Ayan na naman ang araw,
nagsisilbing gabay na wala
kana sa akin.
Kara Subido Oct 2015
We cannot stay on the mountain tops.
We were never meant to live there.

We will often find ourselves in the valley,
at the bottom, unable to even see
the peak above the looming clouds.

We decide to start climbing
and fighting. It is a process  it takes time
to build up endurance to make it to the top.

We see the views as breath taking
and the big picture of our struggles is
painted so very neatly for us –
seeing how all the things we thought
went wrong actually benefited us.

We see the joy is in knowing we must descend back down so that the next mountain
can be climbed and we can grow even more.

We see that there are irreplaceable moments to be found in the valleys and on top of
the mountains. Both different.
Both crucial to making us who we are.

You are more than the words someone
strings together in an attempt to tell
you who you are.

You don't need to be more of anything.
You are worthy of love and acceptance
right here, right now.

Sure, there will be growth  that can
be so hard but you are not waiting
around for the other shoe to drop
before you are worthy enough.

It is hard to believe the best things
about ourselves and so much easier
to see them in others.

So remind someone every single day of
the incredible things you see in them.
it all starts with one voice of
encouragement.
Kara Subido Oct 2015
As a child they warned you,
that you should never talk to
strangers for they do you no
good.

As a child they told you that,
if a boy makes fun of you
its normal even to the point that
you start questioning yourself at
such a young age.

As a child they told you that,
fat is the most insulting word
to ever exist in the dictionary.

As a child they told you that,
you should to be kind to others
but no one told you that this world
is filled with cruel people lurking around
in hopes to destroy you and your
happiness.

As a child they told you that,
if you're a girl you should only be
playing with a doll and if your
a guy you should only stick with your
race car... instilling into our young minds
who we should be and neglecting
who we really are.

As a child they told you that,
love is the greatest thing you could
ever do to yourself but no one told you
that the minute that person leaves you
for another one; your world also
cracks.

As a child they told you that,
if you do well in school and that
if you ace all those exams you'll
feel good but hey, no one told me
that i have to fight the battle with
my own mental health and future
because you always have to remind
me that grades future... grades future.
give me a break.

As a child they told you that,
if an old man compliments
you about how **** you are
and how good those jeans
looks on you, you should
feel the need to thanked them
well **** those people who
created that concept.

As a child they told you that,
monsters aren't real that they're
nothing but mere works of our
imagination but then i met you;
you destroyed me and every inch
of my veins.

Instead of always dehumanizing us
because apparently we're--
too young to question the authority
too young to speak out
too young to see the problem
too young to even live.
Kara Subido Oct 2015
I want to be as beautiful like your favorite flower (the one that reminds you of true love). I want to be the first person you see when you wake up. I want to be the morning sunrise. I want to be the reason behind those beautiful lips of yours. And mostly, I want to destroy you in ways that I could call you as my own and have you all to myself.
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