I watched you fade
Into the sunset
Like how i used to
When I was three
When I didn’t know
What living and dying meant
No one explained to me
Because I didn’t ask either
I still think
The sunset is pretty
And nice people
Go in there
Til inevitable things happen
And I watched my grandfather
Vanished into the pretty sky
Of January 13
I wasn’t anymore three
And now i know what it means
To stop breathing
It isn’t a pretty phrase
And the feelings aren’t pretty either
The sunset came again
And i stopped caring

The flower will bloom
Wither and die
Without anyone noticing

How can you bring flowers
To someone’s grave
When you can’t even water
Your garden back home

Do i apologize
To everyone
I’ve hurt
For hurting me?

They told me to run
Run away from you
But I pretended
I didn’t hear
And ran away with you
I denied everything
Every single lie
That came out from your mouth
Continued to run away with you
Even farther
I should’ve known
you weren’t the one
When i saw you
having your tequila
In a coffee cup

This might not make sense
But I’m trying to tell a story
My story

Lately, I have been enjoying life
But in between my smiles
There’s this tiny voice
That reminds me of how sad i become
When i am alone
My thoughts eat me up

This still might not make sense
But as cliche as i sound
This is happening to me

What if i just disappeared
What if i just end all of these here
What if someone sees me lying on the floor
And my soul has already left me
What will people say

I am sad that this is how my life has turned out
I am sad that i keep getting sad
I am sad that even on my worst times
I still tend to seek for everyone’s approval

How far does this “i want this to end” go
How long do i have to ask myself
We’re going to make it right?

My bathroom mirror broke this morning
I wasn’t there when it fell
I just noticed the broken pieces when I opened the door

My broken mirror reminded me of all the bad things in my life
I stared at it
Contemplating on whether or not
I should do it
And i would get scared
Because everytime the thought crosses my mind
I would freeze
And i would get scared more
Because in this fraction of time
I cannot seem to control myself
What if i actually do it
I’ve imagined it a thousand times
I know i will regret it
When my soul is slowly crossing to the afterlife