Paano nga ba sinusukat ang pag-ibig?
Ito ba'y depende sa tagal o oras nay ginugol?
O kaya'y sa dami ng regalong Natamo?
Ibig sabihin ba'y di mo ako minahal kahit paano?

Pinili kitang mahalin sa lahat ng nilalang
Hindi naman Ito isang karangalan Kung titignan
Ginusto kita kahit walang kasiguraduhan
Ginusto kita kahit pagtingi'y saakin lamang

Tama,oo sayo ito' ISA lamang Laro
Isang pagkakataong ang puso mo'y malibang,makalayo
Ako'y walang pangambang sumugod sa apoy
Sunog na tutupok sa aking puso't pagkatao

Lahat ng nangyari ay aking ginusto
Ang mapalapit sayo sa bawat segundo
Ang makilala ka sa anumang paraang alam ko
Ang maging bahagi ng buhay kahit saglit lamang Ito

Alam kong sa una, ikaw ay bukal na nagsabi
Hindi ikaw yung pumapasok sa isang relasyon
Na ako'y di dapat umasa sa iyong paglahok
Na ang pagmamahal na aking hinandog ay maibabalik ng lubos

Kahit paulit ulit sa isip ko'y sinasambit
Na ako'y di masasaktan ni katiting
Noong sinabi **** ako'y wag Munang mapalapit
Ang puso ko'y tumigil ng paulit ulit

Pinilit kong ngumiti Gaya ng pangako
Na ang iyong sagot ay matatAnggap ng lubos
Kahit pa ba ang luha ko'y dumadausgos
Ang aking puso ay hinawi ng unos

Gusto kita gusto kita bakit ba di mo makita
Matulungan lamang kita ako na ay masaya
Kundi man ako ang sayoy magpaligaya
Kung alam kong ikaw ay masaya puso ko'y panatag na

Bakit di mo ako pinayagan na sa iyoy umalalay
Ako'y gamitim **** saklay na gagabay sayong paa
Matulungan lang kita sukdulan na ang ligaya
Ngayon lahat ay wala na ako mgayoy nagiisa

If it's the farmer's will to harvest this ****
Fill it's heart with anger for it to feel no thing
Before the sap from it's core flow out of it's leaves
The blood on its vein dry up in the heat

For wrath makes a good reliever
From all the roots that was beneath her
Dig it up from it's grave to deliver
And rip it up from the soil and repocess her

For a **** that brings no good
A pest that steal for food
A Vulture that rejoice in death
Is there such a thing as regret?

For the weeds were made bad
From the earth exhalted
To the heavens departed
What mercy can this **** plead?

A **** that churns good air we breath
A rat that for others is a treat
A vulture that completes the cycle of death
Is there a room for forgiveness and help?

If the time for this **** to take a bow
Send it of in ways where no pain is allowed
Like a switch of a bulb turn off it's light
Stop it's breathing in an instant

There are times that I wish I was normal
That I could be care free, as average as anyone can be
Made within standards And regularity
As orthodox as the eyes of most can see

Statements boosting individuality Is easier said than done
For in life there's no such thing as black and white
One can't decide without thoughts to brew
Nor think of things only from other's shoe

The world we live in is nothing but a complex irony
A domino of things which differ and contradict in every rational  
reason human beings knew
I can never be an option to think of nothing but you

You want to do something that in your heart you knew
But If that will cut ties with those dear to you
What will you do? Can that drive push through?
Will you throw your conscience and push?

I don't know what to do my heart is thrown in crude
Watching endless chains of sacrifices and disappointments in a loop
Even a libra can never weigh things through
Going back to square one not knowing what to do

Why do people hate the rain?
Is it just because they get wet?
Or is it how water makes their clothes transparent?
Isn’t transparency a good thing in life?

I like how rain shows the worst in most people
How moods started to swing all over
When memories kept inside start to flow out
In times the rain reminds us of the past we want to forget

When memories are kept aside
Forced to be forgotten or erased by self-induced amnesia
No hindrance is overcome
we dig shallow graves for our rotting corpses inside

I wish I could be the rain
Wanting to touch peoples heart
Making hard exteriors soft like waterfalls
Helping them make rolling waves calm

I belived that when people are at their worst they are most beautiful

The stress is eating every inch of me
Everything in front of me makes me want to flee
With each step closer to the end, comes a crippling pain scratching my heel
Splinters of faith pushing deeper like steel

Too much pressure to my chest leaving no room for me to breathe
Gasping harder and harder but nothing seems to creep in
Were mere nomads looking for fertile land to call our on
Scouting crevices of rocks for sign of life, but nothing feels alive inside

The fear of failure occupies your heart
To the point that nothing makes you feel better, makes you feel loved
Like a child you carry inside you, like a secret you kept dear
Like a first born going to school, him being judged is what you fear

Tears flow swiftly, faster that thoughts of roofs and gables
Colors seems to be the key, but to a vault of uncertainty everything is bleak  
Wanting to quit, an abortion to your skills, a freedom of choice is nothing but free
Stagnant as anything could be, you are shackled into this test of creed

I am a catholic in any possible way
I've been with every colors of the spectrum in faith
Living like anyone else in an earthly state
I see no difference, in my eyes all is the same

What makes me different from everybody else?
Am I to be saved while others grow stale?
I grieve for those in pain for their religion
Why do they have to suffer in vain

Browsing in the net I found a picture
a picture of beauty and symmetry I must say
monks down on their knees like stones on a beach
I looked further into the picture and my heart just fell and me knees went weak

In  the land of the dancing peacocks they killed Muslims for faith
what sins did they commit? Is it too grave to forgive?
Lets slaughter everybody for its god’s will, we be stiff
Orphan a child, alone, for us to be redeemed

I am a human too, when was it holy to **** another?
religion is a choice made by sovereignty over ourselves
so what made them do wrong for their death to face?
all of them is in so much debt for their lives to be seized?

My soul shatters like glass thrown a million miles
stomach twisted stuck in turbines of fate
prayers for their souls all I can make
cry futile tears for my voice they cannot hear

Don’t respect people for their faith
Provide them with sanctity as humans yourselves
Just protect life for they deserve to live
Live like their shoes are covering your own heel

I confess, I am an addict trapped in this cycle of rot.
I drank from the cup, hoping the fill will struck my luck
But just like any other happy endings my mind got stuck

Gave in, to the sweet words that jack had packed,

Silly boy gave in, to the mocking brilliance of ***
Hearing whispers of good music in my ear, drip drip, drip
The sound of smooth whiskey calling, flowing down my throat
Warming my insides, like hell-fire eating me from the tip of my fingers to my thigh

Crawling, silently creeping the lust starts to seep in
Eating my body, mind , heart and soul like the sand with the wind
I am defenseless, can’t fight this craving, the closet to life and heaven I can be
Been here before, but why can’t I ignore its beauty

Alcohol, effervescent, rich, tasteful alcohol. Strong , dark , cunning alcohol
You are divine, a slave to you I am. Goddess divine make me feel again
I fight, slit my gut and fight, but I’m powerless to your might
Sober, never to indulge in this hunger, I drank, from the cup I drank again

Death, I've seen through my mother's shallow breaths
The whisper of sadness moving into my head
That thing pushing and pulling inside my chest is skipping
Jumping and leaping at an irregular pace
The balloon of air is full but I feel asphyxiated by the pain
Numbing legs crawling to my head, every second seems like a century at haste

Death is for those who live, and sip the morning sun
Or for those who walk and feel the wind in their palm
I'm a diabetic walking on a candy store
With you as a tootsie roll
I can look and leer holes through your soul
But I cant taste let my lips drown into your
Wishing a chance to feel your warmth and the sweetness you have wrapped

A different kind of death I feel when you're around
The kind that kills me and bring me to life at the same time
The kind that creates a memory for me to smile to and frail at the same time
Stopping this borderline obsession, there is no chance
You've cut my legs down so I cant run, and hide from your charms
In my blood you slowly dine , leaving me no choice but to wait and die

They are not with us
Hence, we are one and the same
Living on the same ground
Breathing the same air

The sons and daugthers of poverty
Dancing with the harsh tides of reality
Swiming for dear life
In an endless pit of greed

Drowning on a quicksand of debt
Holding on the knives of the selfish
Being played by Midas hands
Puppets of false kings and emperors

We are vouyers of pain
Peeping toms of agony
We hear and we feel
We feel but we do nothing

We offer symphathy
Living their lives through emphathy
But the bitter truth we try to conceal
We are beings of apathy

Looking like were in pain
Up on the stage where all eyes can see
Narcissuses who seek a minute of fame
Playing a charades of sensitivity

What can merely looking do?

Marrionetes dancing on the tune of drums
Bouncing, leaping and tripping down
Pulled by strings they're bound so tight
Waiting for the pupeteer to give them some light

Puppets moving with the flow of the ties
Restricted they are, but with direction they stride
Freedom dosent feel like heaven this time around
Knowing that on the other end there's a hand arms  to land

Waiting for our strings to tangle
Moving and moving
Even without a beat there's no stopping
Moving and moving till the end im still moving

I am a puppet waiting to be found
Following the strings without a knot or a run
May the pupeteer lead me on
To the strings tied on your hand

I am no warrior nor an adventurer
Never dreamt of touching the sun
the mere rays satify me
I am easy to please but easier to cease

I envy Icarus despite judgements
Because many have dreamt but afew pursued
I am one of those who chose to subdue
Cant seem teach myself to start anew

Like how false angels flew
Daring to be foolish is what i dream to do
Filling my heart with nothing but crude
Now comes the time I must pay my loo

For so long I have kept my piece within
Ever anxious for what the future awaits
Now,Im in need of sails beneath me
To push me forward out of these depths

In need of Icarus's lead
To help me express my greed
May Apollo's warmth bless me
For me to fight for what i need

When the sun is up
my spirit drop
like a floating leaf
from an oak tree's rack

With my eyes turning
I begin to laugh
In an indescribable high
i dream on your lap

Like a marathon,
With a thousand lap
crawling, and crawling
there is no way to stop

I see my prof's face
grinning, holding a laugh
A punch on the face
I think is enough

The rooster's concert
is my body's clock
curse this test
I must take a nap

Burning the midnight oil
With my spirit engulf
I wish this is over
A student's demise

I am shallow pond to the sea of love
Seeing an Oasis in the mirage of sand
Creating waves that are nowhere but none
Within the slopes of loam I try to run

You filled me up with drops of rain
I soak up all that my body can contain
Pouring like heavens of water to a dessert dry
You pushed deeper into the depths of lime

I let you in, In into my whole
But when you are about to reach my core
The surface calls you back into the world
Leaving this pond into a crater, a pit of endless mourn

With the absence of rain, I thirst for snow
Quenching this urge with remnants of your cold
Waiting for the sun, to dry me up with its scorch
Vanishing like an illusion of water into a drought of summertime

There comes a time when you'll have your fill
Of near death experiences induced by fear
When with each thing you do failure is almost sure
Even with spirits high your heart and soul will be in gloom

I know I'll get over this
But this time my poor nerves have reached it's cliff
With the sight of roaring waves beneath my feet
  I tremble and cry for this to cease

Living like this is betrayal to life
By this heart can feel nothing but wrath
Cursing the mirror for what it's done
Living in the same cycle as the last one

A friend of mine said only an idiot will fail this test
I hate myself for being the jest
If I have a choice to change this part
Do you think I'll be chosing to be the prank

I wish I know better for faiure to shift away
For a fool to be wiser than before
I wish to cry but no tears fall
Maybe because my heart is crying while my soul rejoice

I want my heart to die
I yearn for this pain to cease to exist
Take me away, steal my spirit
Enclose it in a realm beyond my seeing

Let me walk with you
Take one step into the unknown
A labyrinth of your heart
With Shackles that binds me in

The moments I want to forget
Every step I go deeper in your  debt
Let me be, set me free
Take your being out of my entity

I hope you shed a tear for me
A single act of sanctity
Pull me back into humanity
For once even for a second you have loved me

What happens when you wake up
And the feeling of warmth subsides
The pumping stops and the gushing calms
Your mind goes blank as the canvas’ white

Grasping palms hoping for some light
Gripping it tighter and tighter should make it right
But no pulse tickles your heart
Floating on Limbo with nothing in sight

Trying to remember the times that you’re happy
Pulling glimpses of joy and smiling blankly
Salvaging anything that’s left of the ravage
You’re happy now so why do you feel like wreckage?

You close your eyes to find peace
A dialogue of fate, you are not to be impeached
I just lost it, the feeling just isn’t the same
Nothing can save you from the pain

With my core filled with guilt there is no way to speak
Your chest tightens with feelings of grief
No better way to end it but this way
Goodbye is way better than living astray

Dreams are set from the very beginning of our trek
We started from the smallest things we ever get
As we grow old with each running sec
Those simple wishes we started to neglect


With our worlds growing wider
and our thoughts going deeper
Simple things to us does not seem to differ
We just hold on the things we prefer

Great dreams often fuel the spirit
Making lion heart s burst and lit
A great motivation for most of us it seems
a step on a cliff for those who dare to dream

I beg to differ from most of the believers
That great dreams only makes heart go fonder
for how many have dreamt a few succeed
and those warm smiles turn into weeps

The standards we set for ourselves to reach
instead of helping us reach become ropes in our heels
The higher we reach, the greater we fall
  For some a stumble from which they cannot soar

Dreaming was never bad for us to ignore
Its never a sin to aim for something we adore
we just have to be keen to see clearer
that enjoying simple things makes us weaker

Lets cherish the tiny miracles that life offers
those specks of wonders our eyes could land on
Just like at our dawn even the most ordinary thing we rejoice
See from what a child could see to view a   world that sings with glee

The day your dreams are making whole
And the fantasy you had is an object to hold
Why does your heart questions its role
Is this the happiness you seek why thy heart bare a hole

Happiness of the heart why questions its worth
The what ifs of the mind are taking their toll
You are happy that is all
Then why do you write about questioning it all?

He loves you and you love him an that is all
Writing it down on paper to prove that its wrong
This is the dream you've dreamt for so long
Satisfaction is the key in making you whole