Tita Halaman

Tita Halaman Apr 2020

Short-lived smiles, fickle minds
Thou can’t choose, thou can’t pick
Y’all need this, you little freaks!
Fifty Nine, Sixty!
Now hit me up! I’m free!
Consume me, drown me
Time’s up? Almost! Hurry!

Tita Halaman Apr 2020

I Pray, I Wish, I Forgive

You’ll turn off the lights
You’ll lie next to me
You’ll whisper, “Pray”
We’ll close our eyes

I’ll thank, I’ll wish, I’ll ask
You’ll hear, you’ll listen
You’ll hug me, we’ll sleep
I’ll glow, I’ll live

I’ll turn off the lights
I’ll lie, I’ll pray
I’ll cry, I’ll close my eyes
I’ll glow, I’ll live, if you ever come back

Tita Halaman Apr 2020

What Have You Become?

Come go **** me, come go sorry
Yet I already built my home
Underneath your skin, under your lashes
Behind our smiles, behind those canvases
Should’ve known you’re empty
Should’ve filled the void

Tita Halaman Dec 2019

April's Slate

Mind what you did, mind what you did
She gave you light when you can't read
She fought for you when you're in need
Mind what she did, mind what she did

Safe as you walk, safe as you talk
Crippled and blinded by your heedless thoughts
Far-fetched scene, who will win?
Come, deny, turn your good side in

Here for something, here to perform
But why do you need to launder on your own?
Closer, she needs you to recover
Clever, indeed! but mind what you did, mind what you did!

Tita Halaman Jul 2019

An Exclusion

Kinda disappointing:
Instead of motivating,
You’re accusing, you’re defending

Kinda rude and confusing
We can’t feel that we belong
On our own, we should accomplish
On our own, we should celebrate

Tita Halaman Sep 2018

Lei and Antimonan

All stately, all prime
She, who's steady, she who's fine
Heedfully, she's plodding
Yet impassioned, she's overwhelmed
Whilst covertly she's asking
Wherefore am i can't profess?
Abruptly, what's endless, she ended
Clueless, my own demise
To whomever i should be incensed?
Who would've thought she could?

Tita Halaman Jan 2018

Bosses

We are artsy lasses with dorky glasses
On spurned kisses with tinny braces
On selfsame faces at lavish places
On kindred spirits in empty spaces

We, we are the bosses
Archi, we are everything I want
We, we are the bosses
Archi, we could be everything they want