wala kang karapatan ipalagay
kung ano ang nararamdaman ko

kasi di ka nagtanong
at di mo rin naman ginustong malaman ang sagot

kaya, pakyu

sisimulan ko sa kumusta
pagkatapos ay sunod-sunod na tanong
kung kumain ka na ba
o kung bakit mukhang galit ka
may umaway ba sayo?
may problema ba tayo?

mahaba ako kung magsulat sa simula
punung-puno ng sigla
wala pang takot o kaba
dahil ang liham na ito ay hindi ko ipapadala
ang importante lang ay masabi ko na
kahit na sa ngayon,
ito ay akin lang muna

kailan mo ba kasi maiintindihan
na kahit kailan hindi kita sinabihan
na kailangan **** maintindihan
ang aking nararamdaman

dahil ang kailangan ko lang
ay maintindihan mo na kahit kailan
hindi madaling maiintindihan
ang aking dinadamdam
at okay lang naman

okay lang naman
kahit hindi mo maintindihan
ang sakin lang, wag mo 'kong iwan

some people take more than their share of happiness so I was sent to bring balance to the world by taking more than my share of sadness

I would like to think that every wound I bring upon myself is to rid of another's pain

to make use of my hurt is one but to make sense of why is another

alam ko na ang dulo nito
mananalo ka
dahil magpaparaya ako

ipinapatalo ko na ang lahat
pati ang sarili ko

kayo na ba?
nakita ko na siya
bagay kayo

sabi mo,
parang hindi naman

kamusta ka na ba?
di na kita nakikita
uso rin sakin mag-alala

di ka naniwala kaya sabi mo,
parang hindi naman

dito ka lang
para masaya
baka mahal na kita

sabi ko,
parang hindi naman

nandito ka
ako
tayo

pero bat parang hindi naman

If I were to collect all the tears I've shed it would be enough to fill a bucket to pour over my head for all the stupid mistakes I've made

It would be enough to fill a bath tub to soak into for all the days I got tired of getting tired

It would be enough to turn into the ocean that I will drown into for all the times I've decided I'm done

If I were to collect all the tears I've shed it would not be enough to fill a body that is fulfilled enough to go through the day

It would not be enough to be a river that will keep flowing and can keep up with the current

I would never have enough tears that can turn into the sea that can wash me away and bring me ashore,
back to where I came from but don't belong

i wouldn't know which would be easier
to roll down the hill
or fall straight to the ground
cause either of the two will bring me down

i wouldn't know which is the lesser evil
to snap right then and there
or to fall apart slow
cause either way i'm bound to break

there's more to seeing clearer
and being able to see you
sitting on the bridge of my nose
it's the perfect disguise
to hide my swollen eyes
tired from crying and too tired to try

I am really sorry for my late submission
I will skip the part where I tell you my excuse
which you will most probably not believe

my excuses are invalid anyway
in this educational system
and ****** up conventions

I am hoping for your kind consideration
I worked on it with the tiny strand of inspiration I found
applying the ever reliable art of cramming
I would love to never see you again
because I passed your class

let my last words be
everything is ******* except you, sir

I wrote for you
a few lines cut short

on minimum length,
a single piece

I long for you
that's all there is

I wish I could think of new terms of endearment
Something cool and cute

Something that could work so well it would patch up all our hatred for each other

stress
i hate myself
i forgot the poem

i've blown the candles
and emptied the shelf
now, bring me home