and when I die,
i'll keep my messenger open
you can say "hi :) "
or dump your doxc file
no need to say you missed me
but feel free to send the feelings
and sorry if i don't response
but i saw your message
remember,
i'm always here to listen

and the devil works harder this time
painted the city with red
promised the land with unity and lies
red, the color of the blood in their hands

but, i still believe tomorrow will be better
the red will be covered in white,
symbolizes the hope and truth
tomorrow shall be pink


🌸🌼🌸

It's my 23rd year
   Sure time flies so fast,
It all happened,
   In a blink of an eye
But, 23 is sure different
  Growth is still there,
But I learned to let go
  Of the toxics in life –
Of the things that makes me unhealthy
   I learned to let go,
I learned to move on
But no worries,
    No heartaches
No regrets
   And, I am still in the path I chose
But this time,
   With a different surroundings
More challenging
  Still haven't slept properly
But, I have taken my rest
Then I let go, move on
And grow

Thank you, year 23

I am too happy
        to write a poem,
Words can't describe my feelings

I am too busy
         to write a poem,
Crumpled paper on the floor

I am too sad
         to write a poem,
My mind is not here

I am unmotivated
        to write a poem,
I need motivation

I have too many excuses
          why I cannot write anymore,
but I want to, i just cant