If you stay with me, I promise to make you smile every day with my weird, silly jokes and random quirkiness.

I promise to hold your hand when you need someone to walk with you through the storm.

I promise to share my food with you, and willingly give you the last bite of my favorite ice cream, give you good massages, cook you your favorite meals, and laugh at your stupid jokes.

I will accompany you on all your adventures, road trips, food trips, and anything else you want to do.

I'll help you accomplish everything on your bucket list.
I will listen when you tell me about how horrible your day was when you came home from work.

I promise to hold you in my arms when you feel like your whole world is crashing down.

I'll make you see that there are a million reasons why I will stay. "

Sa bawat palubog ng gintong araw
Pag sikat nito ay inaabangan,
Sa kada eroplanong umaalis,
Palaging inaasam ang pagbabalik.

Gumigising araw-araw,
Binibilang ang nalalabing oras,
Kaunti nalang irog ko,
Kaunti nalang,
Mahal, andito lang ako
naghihintay
Makapiling kang muli.

Somehow, It's exhausting to live in this world with some kind of a code of how to become a likable person.
Where in you should behave in accordance of what the society dictates you to be like,

so they won't ridicule you,

forced to follow the rules to survive or blend,

pretend to be someone likeable,

make friends,

go to work,

bathe everyday,

follow the trend,

build high defensive walls

and  basically just do what the others do to avoid being labelled as

******,

Crazy,

madmen

insane.

Sometimes, I just want to be crazy..

So I could have an excuse not to follow rules

do whatever I like,

say whatever I want

and just be ME.

I was surprised by a cake at my door
given by the kind lady next door.
I screamed "I got a cake Y'all"
and did a little crazy dippy dance
Greeted me welcome home
Took my shoes off
Tossed my bags at the couch
Humming while *******
Wore my oversized red sweater
and sweatpants.. oh **** pants
I'm just gonna wear my lingerie.
Rushed to the bathroom
to tend to my running laundry
and I turn on the funky music,
singing out of tunes but who cares
I'm alone and I'm having fun
while writing this
Now im running out of words
gotta go, my laundry is done
now it's time to hang.

S.S