He likes pretty girls
And I don't quite fit




© Leigh Herondale  *June 2015

I'm quite a scholar in the field of isolating myself from human contact.

I thought I was finally fine
Thought everything's turning out alright
But I was wrong
Humans will be humans
And I hate them all



Leigh Herondale  *August 2015

It's the eve of my birthday
And i'm miserable


It's my birthday
And I want to **** myself

They tried to save me
But i'm too far gone

Let's just accept the fact
that I am not destined
to have the things they get
or live the lives they have
that their achievements
is not what I should aim for
that I should set my own realistic goal
that when the ripe age comes
I shall conquer the way I want
Also, I should remember that instagram
does not always show the full picture
that for even just a little,
there's a lie lurking there somewhere

All I really want
To do right now
Is quit social media,
Put down my phone,
Perfect my french,
Raise a dog.

Friends can comfort you
Cheer for you all the way
But the truth is
At the end of the day,
You only have yourself

A lonely sailor
Brave the seas alone
One day came a ship
Asked to sail side by side
Together they faced each angry storm
And even slumber with the calm tide
Another storm his sail was torn
He said he'll shortly duck
She was shocked and forlorn
But he promised he'll be back
She waited every sunset
Till the very last she could witness
But he never came
Still she patiently waits
A lonely sailor again


© Leigh

While you watch the moon tonight,
I hope your own eyes keep their glow.
Cry, scream, curse,
But never stop dreaming.
Cause I believe
Somewhere down the bend,
There is a train in which
the stops never end.
It will come
And you’ll be home.

July 9, 2018

I've had enough people to last a lifetime

Piece of advice;
When a person is sad
Don't ask why
Just be there for them
And you'd be a thousand
times more appreciated.
Cliche but true.

They all like her, not me.
But it's okay,
Cause I may not be a saint
But at least I play it real.


© Leigh

I want to write and inspire the world,
My words carved in their mind
As they soar their wings and fly.
I want to be an instrument
Softly playing all the goodness of the Earth
And a reminder
That broken wings can be mended and fly again

I want to tell her it's okay
That her body is hers and hers alone
And having excess fat is okay.

I want to tell her that
She can't look like those girls in the magazine
because those girls don't look like that for real.
And it's okay.

I want to tell her that maybe
he still hasn't notice her
because God chose someone better.
And it's okay.

I want to tell her that falling in love
and getting hurt in the process
is a part of life.
And even if you cry it's okay.

Finally I want to tell her that
saying no to drugs,
turning down alcohol,
and respecting elders
is not old school.

That friends can laugh at your face
for being 'boring' for refusing things,
but you know it's what's right
And it's okay.



© **Leigh Herondale  *June 2015

They all know me as the "class clown",
They never bothered to look behind that mask.

I know you're tired and you want to put it to rest
But this can't be the end of it
Remember all those things you'd always dreamed you'd have?
All these famous guys you made yourself believe you're destined to marry,
Those places you'd excitedly mapped out in your head,
That plan you had, that once you're free you'd roam the world
Please
I know it's hard
And the future seems more vague than ever
But please try to endure
Please, even just a little more

The dead must have pity us
Laugh right in front of our crying faces
Because they know a secret we don't
That's it's better to be dead than alive

I smile for the camera,
For my friends,
For the people who matter,
And sometimes
Even those who don't.

I act like i'm alright
That I live a blissful life
Even when inside i'm dying
And unhappy as hell

This constant battle
That's eating me up alive
Is a fight for freedom
That can never be won
A mind inside my mind
With a war of it's own

I will always be alone
I know,
I will always be alone
And one day I will be forgotten
But the pain will never end

So this is the part that we'll see each other last
The time we'd try to bring up, think about the past
Wishing we hadn't gone
Hoping we could come back
Cause childhood means comfort
And we made the mistake of growing up

I met the love of my life today
I didn't say hi and he didn't say hi
I don't know his name
He does not know mine either
Our eyes just locked up and there
Instantly I fell
Tho love seems so sweet and giving,
Our line is that kind of a tangent.
But in that moment that
I got to hold his eyes with mine,
I swear we were infinite.

Minsan pinangarap ko
Mali,
Araw-araw pinapangarap ko
Na sana tingnan mo rin ako
Tulad ng tinging ipinupukol mo sa kanya
Pero itong tangang to hanggang pangarap lang talaga
Bakit? Kasi di mo naman ako kilala

I hate authority

Dear future husband,
I wanna meet you soon.
I'm gonna love you back
Way, way up to the moon.
Everyday i'll cook you food,
Even though i'm not sure how to.
And on our wedding night,
I'm gonna show this poem to you.




© **Leigh Herondale

I talk about death when i'm sad

She wanted so hard to be different
Then gets mad when nobody would understand her

Do not compare me to a flower
Flowers are only sought after
For as long as they are fresh and pretty
They are remembered for only as long as the smell lingers
Then when the drought comes
They are disposed of as easily as the wind
As if they matter not even once
As if to the hand that crushed them,
They had never offered fragrance
I shall not let myself be likened
To such creatures with tragic fates
So do not compare me to a flower.

A flower is only sought after for as long as it is fresh and pretty
Don't be like a flower
Don't believe what they declare
We are not just a simple DNA
We are the universe summed up into one
Observe the rules but don't be submissive
Follow your heart but never lose your mind
Pick your own battles and fight it well
And everyday
Don't fail to recall
That you are a fighter
Strong, courageous, wise
Yet still so sweet and soft
Fair, Confident, Honest,
A woman of virtue and respect
You are stunning on your own
You don't need any guy to prove your worth


©Leigh Herondale  *October 2015

Do you ever just
hate yourself?

People are like ducks
Even when their brains are small they quack

I wonder
If under different circumstances
Am I gonna feel
A little different too
Or am I really just destined to constantly feel this way?
Eternally sad and isolated?

Everybody thinks she's full of life
When she's struggling to keep herself sane deep inside