At the rooftop sitting,
My mind keeps on wondering.
Sun has set minutes ago,
But everything seems so slow.
As the wind touches my skin,
The feeling of sadness comes crashing in.
All I see is darkness,
Making everything look heartless.

6th of December,
The one born is my mother.

As she grows older,
Her smile still like no other.

Always there to help me,
Her love for me as big as the sea.

Beautiful like a flower,
My mom has superpowers.

I wish for her in this special day,
May she be happy in many ways.

The warmth she always gives,
I want her to receive.

Thankful for this day,
For God gave me the best mother I could ever have in every way.

The day my superman was born,
The man I am very thankful for.
Always away to be with the sea,
I wish he didn't have to anymore.

Us that was left at home,
Misses him dearly every time he goes.
Days he spent here are cherished,
I hope he knows.

May he receive the love he gives,
For him I will not hesitate.
Today is his day,
We now celebrate.

Looks are very deceiving.

They see peace and happiness.
There's chaos happening inside.

A ray of sunshine that smiles.
But a heart breaking every beat.

Surrounded by people.
But completely alone.

i am here, i am nowhere
i am here, still out there somewhere
i am here, somehow missing
i am here, always thinking
i am here, stuck with my thoughts
i am here, feeling lost
i am here, i am alone
i am here, i want to find my home

Strangers that are very dear,
Should I trust them or fear?
"We care for you" they say,
But what if I'm their prey?

I've been careful each day,
Not to tell anything or say.
I am scared that they won't be,
The friends I think I see.

Until now still isolated,
Feel like one day I'll be hated.
People before them left,
Like I failed their test.

The group of four everyone knew,
Little did they know I was blue.
I was the odd one out,
The one no one talks about.

Now I pray every night to the God above,
Give me a friend to trust and love.
May He grant my prayer,
So that I won't be in despair.

How do I find the missing parts of myself?
Do I need lots of help?
Or seek them in people I know?
Do I have to dig deep inside my unexplored soul?

I want to start finding,
Look for trails I left while walking.
I wish there was a map to follow,
For I have been quite hollow.

Not too tall,
Not too short.

Not too fat,
Not too skinny.

Not too pretty,
Not too ugly.

Not too smart,
Not too dumb.

Not too loving,
Not too hateful.

I don't know where,
Where is my place.

That's why I am stuck,
Stuck in the middle.

As I turn a year older
I hope to have a wiser mind
I wish to have stronger will
A chance to be happier

As I turn a year older
I want the next to be as fulfilling as this
To say goodbye to my old self
Knowing that I evolved into something better