I hear you
I hear that scream you've been keeping inside
I hear every drop of tear you never shed
I hear those rants trying to break free
I hear you wishing
        to the heavens;
        on a well;
        and while blowing candles;
for a voice
Though I hear you
So clear
So loud
The most deafening I ever heard,
I hear you.
So here's to you
and to your silence
You need not a better voice that would resound everywhere,
You need better ears that would listen every time

In this age where almost everything is in digital
Social networking sites that could be detrimental


Here in my bed i am lying
With one hand on my phone that keeps scrolling
Even while knowing
Time I keep on wasting

Still, i cant stop from scrolling.

Dati akala ko masakit ang umasa,
pero napagtanto ko na mas masaya ang umasa
Kasi atleast sa utak mo sinasabi mo na pwede pa
Sa bawat sandali na kapiling mo xa, natutuwa kana
Kahit konting kasweetan, bininigyan na ng halaga
Kaya masasabi kong ang umasa, ay masaya pala talaga

pero kailan ba nagiging masakit ang umasa?
kailan ba nagiging mapait ang nadarama?

Ito ay kung nagsimula kana sa pagdududa
Na sa totoo ay ang pwede, ay di pala
Ito ay kung tumigil kana sa pag-asa
at nasabi **** tama na
kasi ayaw mo na
at susuko kana

Saka mo palang madarama ang sakit
at panghihinayang sa oras na ginugol mo
at inaksaya mo sa pag-aasa
na hindi rin pala nagbunga.