I’m strong enough not to let you see me fall apart So I hide my cries between my sighs.
I’m strong enough to stand alone against the cold landscape So I hide my sadness between fake faces.
I crave, I starve, I wonder And get lost in the process. Then end up getting back to where I started.
How far will I stay strong? How far will I carry along this dying song? When will I ever belong? ...... … .. .
I always talk on how poetry is an embark journey of mine. But more often I came back with recurring questions. I can say “I’m strong enough” but for how long, how far long will I go, or how much more I can take… big sighs…