When will I realize that I wasn't the main character of a movie
That I can never be a part of people's memories

When will I realize I'm not a supporting character of a tv series
That I'm only important when people have queries

When will I realize I'm not a scenery nor a sound effect

When will I realize that I'm only a credit scene
The unattractive, full of words, boring, credit scene
The scene people will never pay any attention to
The scene where words are so small, you don't hear me crying
The scene where people say, "thank you for making this show"
But never really remember the names

When will I learn to love myself as a credit
When will I learn to accept that a credit is just as important
Even though I'm boring, unattractive and unwanted

you asked for a midnight show
I was the movie ticket

you asked for beautiful scenery
I was the car ride

you asked for chocolate ice-cream
I was the machine

"thank you, you're a big part of my life," you said
"you're welcome," I whispered

I give you what you want
But I'm not what you need

I'm just a bridge
but never...
the destination

tired,
not necessarily physical,
sometimes mental;

there are things you want to change,
but afraid, you lock yourself in a cage;

there are things you want to say,
but couldn't, you turn around and walk away;

things are changing, you know that,
trying hard to cling on, you look mad;

people don't always stay the same,
sometimes, they even forget your name;

I honestly don't know why I'm bothered,
I guess, I'm just a little tired.

I lowered my tone when I spoke to you,
I had chocolates today, chocolates that I dislike,
I laughed a lot recently, cracking stupid jokes,
I tried my best to be kind, even to strangers,
I craved for apple pie today those I usually hate,
I stopped bugging people, when I'm sad,
I learned how to be positive, by escaping,
I started drawing again because I miss it,
I walked alone on the street today, smiling like an idiot
I refused to get mad, because I shouldn't be

I'm trying my best

please
notice me

and help me

'double shot
with a splash of milk'

'could you make me a morning coffee?'

'sure'

she ran across the room and brewed it


'double shot
with a splash of blood'

'could you not break my heart?'

's - '

staring out the window and noticed my neighbour's lavender bloomed
it's a beautiful day but why am I in my room?
oh it's because my heart is aching as if there's a wound

something is making me feel bitter
trying to write a poem that can express what's the matter
maybe after writing, I'll feel better

but honestly,
I'm just lonely.

I can live on my own
I don't mind waking up to an empty room
Playing my morning playlist from my phone
Drinking a cup of warm tea, eating pan fried eggs and mushroom

I'm not lonely
I'm alright, everything is really lovely...

How sure am I
that I'm fine and
I can live on my own?

it was at the age of twenty one
where I learnt that people change

it was at the age of twenty one
where I bid goodbye to my youth

it was at the age of twenty one
where I realize that my BFFs are acting strange

it was at the age of twenty one
where I learnt the truth

that this year
I'm celebrating my birthday alone

is it almost December?
am I finally graduating?
my my time flies, I've done so much
now, I'm ready to move on to the next chapter
opening my gate to something new
taking risks and opportunities
finding a new hobby; be
in love with someone new; and begin a
new adventure; I'm...
excited!

love is a beautiful thing

it brings life a whole new meaning

in love you start imagining

wish he’s mine, you start praying

thinking about him, you start smiling

love is a game, you don’t know you are playing

even though people might end up leaving

and sometimes you end up hurting

the pain it causes, makes you feel like dying

laying on your bed at 3am, crying

get up the next day, pretend you’re fine, continue living

but what if... you start wondering

what if... people start numbing their feelings?

what if... love is missing?

will the world be a better place to live in?



but love is a beautiful thing...
and it gives life a whole new meaning...