My name is Yellow.
As in the skin I bare,
and the heart beneath.

Yellow,
like the perfect grades,
and the failing student.

Yellow,
like the title stripped from my father,
and the title he wishes to strip from me.

Yellow,
unlike the parents,
and the silent daughter.

My name is Yellow.
And I am proud.

“A nimbus on a fine day,
That’s what you’ve been to me.
The thought of you haunts me every night,
Pain engulfs me on a higher stance.
It has always been this hard for me,
Suffering from too much pain and agony,
The way you act like I’m not around
Have you had a thought where these feelings are bound?
I had to look at you on a lesser shade,
With hopes that all of my feelings will fade
Affections, Delusions and False hopes
Lost and confused, I am tightly gripped on a rope.
For you who lived with parting every day,
I know that you have grown to not be contained.
You cannot linger around people for nothing,
Behind your back, that’s where I’ll be standing.
Without delays I am at your support,
When you get weary from the journey you set forth.
I’ve tried to distance myself and put up a fight,
But I can’t withhold you, it doesn’t feel right.
Tell me; is there a way to “un-love”,
Once you’ve given up everything that you had.
When your longings have turned to hauntings now
Is it time for us to give our final vows?”

Mulat na naman ang aking mga mata,
Kakaisip sa mga iniwan ****
Alaala sa akin.

Mulat naman ako kung anong estado natin,
Alam ko naman na hindi na dapat ako
Umasa dahil siya pa din naman pipiliin mo.
Iba kasi siya. Wala akong laban.

Mulat na ako kahit noon pa man,
Na hanggang tingin na lamang ako.
Na tapos na ang lahat.

Mulat na ako na kahit anong gawin ko,
Wala nang salitang ''tayo''
Kailangan kong matutunan
Tanggapin.

Mulat ako na ang lahat nang
Ito ay isang bangungot lamang.

Kailangan kong gumising.

Tulungan mo ko.

Ching chong where's the ****?

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