Ito ang aking kwento.
Sa lib-lib na lugar,
sa gitna ng kapatagan,
sa tabi ng parang ay isang bahayan.

Sa dami ng mga aso,
yun ding unti ng tao.
Hindi mo nga mawari yaring
gabing kay tamlay,
Tunay nga't kay tindi, yaring
puso'y di maikubli.

Ikaw nga't andini,
ako nama'y wala sa sarili.
Ngunit ano mang sabihin
ay hindi rin maikukubli,
kaya't iyo ng marapatin, yaring
puso't dam-damin.

Ako nga'y lalayo,
ari namang puso'y iiwan
ko saiyo.

Iyo sanang alagaan at huwag
kalungkotan,
Itong aking paglisan ay isang
pangmadalian.

At sa aking pag balik,
dala ko'y regalo at sa simbahan
na tayo ay tutungo.

I look and I see,
I stretch and I stand,
I step and I walk,
then I run.
I run and I tried,
then I'm tired.
I bend and I sit,
till I slept.

I live like a feather,
Wherever the wind blows,
I ride with it.

I climbed so high,
I might touch the sky,
But the wind blows hires.

I fell that high,
I think I'm gonna die.

But then I realized
I'm just a feather
From the sky.

I'm so lonely,
I stared at nothingness.

All I can do is remember,
Remember the times with you.

I'm like a pable stone,
sinking at the bottom of sea.

I can do nothing,
But let my self drown
of loneliness.

When I can see you?
How can I be with you?
All I can do but ask.

I know and I knew,
Is it to much to ask
to see you?

We're born differently,
You're the sun rise and
I'm the sun set.

HOW can I be with you,
If someone is attending you.

I find myself in the wild,
Sedate out of the blue.

I don't know how,
Idon't know why.

I'm just stunned,
Can't comprehend life or death.

Where did I go wrong?
Am I this stupid?

My feeling is firm,
Nothing can break it.

But what is this
strange feeling?

I think I'm loosing
bit by bit I'm loosing.

Regret?
I have so many regrets,
I do always think of all
my regrets.

I can fixed almost anything,
I can build things from scratch,
I almost can do anything but regrets holds me.

I wanted to be a soldier,
But my heart can't take it,
So I regrets.

Then,
I wanted to be a teacher,
I waited a call, patiently
but no one did,
So I regrets.

I wanted to be a trainer,
I tried to be one,
But no one accept me,
Then I regrets.

So I ask my self,
Am I a failure?
I think I'm one.
Or I'm the only one.

In the beginning, there are tribes.
There are tribal war,
Death is the only option.

Then spanish came, with the might
of the Cross.
they introduced peace with Christ.

Some tribe accept the Cross,
Some accept the conflict
and death is only await.

They don't prevail for long,
and the Cross brought inside,
the islands become Christian.

But that's not the end of the happy ending,
Some will always make conflict.
and the war will begin.

Because of evil habit,
We always want conflict.

We killed our owned hereos,
We killed the Chieftain who deffended the soveriegnty,
We killed the Supremo who wants independence,
We killed the only General we have.

They died because of love of country,
They died because of love of money,
They died because of us.

and now, the only President we have,
might die in the hands of our own foolishness.