walking under the sunset while talking in riddles we share stories made out metaphors and as we pass down the memory lane we discovered closets we owned with all those skeletons and full of masks we used to hide our true identity to sodality that extirpate individuality
you are not a bad person neither am I it's just that we struggle to simply fit our broken pieces altogether then ask why we are not meant for each other
often I lost myself in wanting too much i want fame i want success all the things I do to get that name but everything goes down the drain the moment I fell as I cry in pain in the ground where I fell I cried out for help guess what? no one came this is the price I pay wanting so much in this life got me astray
hindi ko na mabilang kung ilang beses na ako nabasa sa ulan may mga panahong dahil sa aking katangahan biglang bumuhos ang napakalakas na ulan may mga pagkakataong sinasadya din magpaulan wala gusto ko lang kailangan ba laging may dahilan? simula nang araw ay makulilim na langit ang bungad ang payong na isinantabi pagdinila ko'y walang ulan na nangyayari nagbibiro na naman ang langit sa panahong gusto kong magbabad at maglakad sa ilalim ng ulan hindi lumapat sa tuyong lupa na siyang aking apak