to say that you didn't love me
was a crucial mistake i made for eternity

times like this, i stare deeply into the abyss.
to say that i loved you
just shows that patience is virtue

didn't have that before you left,
i now understand why i feel so left.

if these feelings were in me,
i wonder,
i ponder,
why didn't we be?

alas, ignorance was not bliss for me,
only to have you be further away from me.

never saw you again
i can only have so much to gain.

Knowing who you should
love
is like figuring out an
impossible curve.

The feeling comes and goes.
Relationships has their ups and lows.
Sincerity is a must in them;
without it, everything's destroyed
with a clamp.
Trust requires patience,
as how it was needed to build
marvelous creations.

I keep thinking : should I keep waiting?
I keep reminding to myself by whispering:
am I losing to the other buildings?

I have an alter ego,
it will come and go,
but I feel like it wants to let me know,
that it's time for me to go.

I'm afraid of it taking over my body;
if it does then I'll always be angry.

I fear of it being dominant;
I'll always yearn to burn.

I dislike not being able to rid of it,
because I want to always cool down the heat.

I want to fly the sky without
its tie, preventing me to cry.

Reading my poems can make you
*****,
but there are messages hidden
beneath some of it.

Saying the lyrics of a song
can be fun,
but some of them can make you
trigger the gun.

Both provides clear view of
letters,
but one of them is capable of changing capitals.

Starting to chase for
new ideas,
but still reminding myself to be
true to my years.
What a disaster.
People are looking for a master.
Covering up scars with just a plaster.
Bet those who'd walked the crater
are having a great platter.
Hearts flatter
because they left earlier than later.

They might even pity
for those in the city
for not being able to get proper priority.

We're nearly halfway through,
but you still have not understood
my truth.

Finish all of my poems,
like as if you were reciting
anthems.
Only will you
see me,
see my heart,
see my colors,
see my knowledge.

Read on, to learn about
my thoughts,
but don't let it clot.

Look deeper into my laughs,
and you'll see the truth.

Look carefully at my eyes,
and you'll see my rage blowing up the roof.

Place your hand on my chest,
and you'll realize, I'm not the best.

Learn more about me,
you'll see your true form.

Throw a stone at me,
I'll be quiet and
return back to my dorm.