"I would say that you make me feel like
home but you never hurted me like the way
that apartment did."

"They said to be mature, you're the only daughter
we have expectations.
Not knowing how they killed every little expectations
from herself.
They said to act like a kid
but when?
when did she ever got a chance?
she was left alone, in a shady home
where she was grown as a backbone
of a family where she was never treated like a part of.
They said you're a tough kid
why cry? on these little scratches
Not knowing she would grow up hurting herself'
as it didn't matter, nor did it hurt.
She thought it was ok to do so
She still do.
She was punished for things she didn't even do
now she does the same in a quiet dark room.
She was invincible.
She was neglected.
    She was never loved.
        She was just a little girl.

"When did it happen?
when did I fall for him?
Was it when i searched him in songs or
just the thought of it.
Was it when I craved for his voice or
to be just heard and talked with.
Was it when I felt butterflies around him or
just wanted the feeling of it.
Was it when I wrote about him or
just needed someone to write about.
Was it when i noticed things nobody else did or
I just wanted to observe more things
well...
Did it even happen?
Did I fall for him?"

"the moon is beautiful isn't it?
               how we call it perfect just how it is
               ignoring the craters, waiting to admire.
               also too admire the stars twinkling in the moonlight
               not having its own, but it still seem to shine."

I loved you in the quiet spaces,  
Where words were too afraid to stay,  
In glances caught, then turned away,  
Like whispers lost to endless places.

The moonlight never touched your eyes,  
And I, beneath the shadowed skies,  
Chased dreams that you would never find,  
Filling silence with a hopeful mind.

Your smile, a star I could not reach,  
A song I learned, but couldn’t teach,  
A fire that burned within my soul,  
But left me with a heartless hole.

I tell myself I’ll let you go,  
But loving you is all I know.  
The hopeless echo still remains,  
A love that lingers, filled with pain.