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Ayaw ko sabihin sa'yo
itong nararamdaman ko
Ayoko magtanong
kasi takot ako sa iyong sagot na hahantong sa iyak na pabulong  
Ayoko magalit
kasi ang sitwasyong ito ay paulit-ulit

Pero ayoko rin na iniisip mo pa siya
Nakaka-insecure kaya
Ayoko na ikukumpara ang sarili sa kanya
kasi tang-ina ang perpekto niya

Ayoko sana magbahagi ng tula
pero ito ang paraan maipalabas ang nadarama

A aminin ko, masakit
Y ung tipong dahan-dahan umaagos ang luha
O o, iniyakan ko na naman ito
K aya ayoko na sanang malaman mo
O kay lang, kasi palaging "okay" naman ako.
Lee Ann Tong-aan Oct 2017
Letters dancing on my head
Words tickle my tongue
Ideas resonates from my heart
Passion stirs from my hand.
Oh! It's been 3 years since I published my last piece. The feeling excites me that I'm back on it again!
Leigh Jun 2017
every time you touch me
microscopic gunpowder explosions materialize
all over my defenseless body
balled up in my chest and spread over the surface of my skin
jittering like static shocks through my stomach and legs
i'm pulled toward you by a force so painfully strong
my face toward yours
my body toward your body
that my mind needs to tighten the reign it has on my mustang heart

                                                  i wonder what my touch does to you?
Jack Ghaven Dec 2014
Tight pants and baggy shirts
I haven't eaten yet today
Right now my stomach hurts
Smoke later and I'll be okay

I have this obsession
With being sickly thin
Caused by my depression
I hate the shape I'm in

I'm already so skinny
So there isn't any logic
You probably wouldn't pin me
For someone who cannot stop it

My mind hates my body
My soul hates my mind
My mind tries to rob me
My soul leaves me blind

So I wage this war daily
Until one of them fails me
For now I let my ribs show
Like feelings you'll never know

And this isn't some kind of joke
Or some sad poetic fiction
I live off cigarettes and Coke
Struggling with this odd addiction
Body image is a terrible thing, and my self-image is worse.  I am my most critical mirror, and every now and then my mind attacks me a little more than I would like.  This is one of those days.

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