I am learning to speak
Although I can speak.

I am learning to see,
Although I can see.

So why I don't like what
I see or speak.!

Hence I must learn
To speak and see.

Connection maintains balance,
Balance is life.
Go back to shore,
Before waves turn back high.

My past was not yours,
Neither the future will.
I won't come back,
As m no more the older me.

Everyday reminds me past,
Those memories,love and colors.
I daydream to relive them
But each time find it hard to lock that story,
Draft it and kept it left unsaid.
The dreamer inside remain anxious.

I look at my phone,
Blinking his message , asking "m I okay"
Implying that he knows m not or I know he don't.
No, this shattered heart is not well. I am hysterical. I wanna tell him.

She in pain remind me of her sacrifices,
I could feel it
But am an individual too.

I am lying to me
and it's easy to believe on.
Help me
From my self doubts.

Each time we drift apart,
we will keep sailing
until we lead to each other.

we wont fear to loose it all,
unless we both loosing it together
but not each other.

we will keep surviving,
until we earn each other
live,love and laugh together....

She was expecting at least a blank message but silence said more.

Please silently close the door and go away,
I am leaving on a journey with me.

I wonder when will this masquerade party be over,
And I will meet the real me and real others.

I am not beauty of a beast,
I am not a Cinderella of a prince
I am not a flower picked for beauty and left to die.
I am wild,
Difficult to find,
And impossible to forget.

For now and forever self destruction mode off.
It took me a long time to find that switch,
But lovely it is since the flip.

Not everyone I loved , stayed.
Not everyone I trust,was loyal.
Not every heart, I win.
Just like beauty got the beast.
But I didn't regret falling for love Again and again.
I suffered, I learned, I change.

For all those weak hearts,
Who are so into misery of their other half's,
Shakespeare left some unspoken words
"This world is a drama" and karma will took it's revenge

They said to a mockingbird ,branches can't survive without it's roots. She laughs and flied.

You are
in my dreams for decades,
In thinking for years,
In planning for months,
In reality for days.
You
You are my good days.

But now it's difficult to hold on,
When u had already let it go.
I guess it's bad timing for honest feelings.