naalala ko pa lahat,
lahat ng ating pinagsamahan,
pinagsamahan mula hirap at saya,
saya na hindi ko inakala,
inakala na magtatagal,
magtatagal ngunit sakit ang naging dulo.

ikaw, naalala mo pa ba lahat?
lahat ng mga alala,
alalang alam ko unti-unti mo ng nilimot,
nilimot kahit ako,
ako na sinakripisyo lahat pero ako pa rin ang mali.

saan nga ba ako nagkulang mahal?
mahal, namimiss ko na ang iyong mga yakap,
yakap **** kay higpit na ayaw akong bitawan,
ngunit dumating ang aking kinakatakutan,
kinakatakutang iwan ako at iyon ang iyong ginawa.

I'm not searching for my other half
Because I am not half

I am so much enough
You have no idea how enough
I can be

How enough I am

Trust me I will
Make the time to
Prove to you that
I do not need someone
Else to complete me

I can create my own sunshine

beauty is not defined by
the colors of pigment you brush onto your skin
to hide what you believe are flaws.
its not defined by the fibers you glue onto
your eye lids.
nor the creams and glosses you swipe upon your lips.
beauty is not defined by the skin tones
that rest on top of your bones,
or what colors of silk lay upon your head.

beauty lies peacefully within the soul, mind, and spirit.

you are beautiful.

I feel like I've already peaked
And I still haven't found that fire I seek
Something that inspires and takes me higher
If I could see myself now, I'd call me a liar
I don't understand, am I not doing what I can
Is there more and is it just out of my hands
I'm clueless and useless
I feel like I always knew this
I'm not new to it, the disappointment
Too annoyed to feel resentment
At the end of the day, it's just me and the voice in my head
And it'll always say that I'm better off dead

I can't look
Don't force me to see
An open book
But I don't wanna be free

I'm holding myself back
By being hung up on my past
All my regrets are making me forget
About all the people I wouldn't have met
The things I wouldn't have seen
The person I wouldn't have been
I would never be the same
Without that bittersweet pain
It makes me crazy, it keeps me sane
It comes back every time I ride the train
It always rains before the rainbow, I'm sure
But is it a good enough cure
It's not a disability just my mentality
Every time I try I'm reminded by gravity
That I can't be the best version of me
If I can't let the old one go and be free

I want to look
I want to see
I've opened the book
Now I wanna be free

there are voices in her mind,
constant echoes that bubble wildly,
telling her that she's not good enough.

it tricks her into thinking,
that maybe... just maybe,
she's really not good enough.

they tell her she's not suitable,
not for this not for that,
and she just happens to believe them.

as naive as she is,
she's quickly fooled,
for thinking she doesn't have the potential.  

but deep down,
passing the harsh reminders,
she really is good enough.

Why am I like this?
Why was I born like this?
Late for understanding
Late for being human
Life keeping me back
While others move forward
My mind tries to think
My mind tries to learn
My mind is different
My mind was cursed
My mind will never run fast enough
My mind will always be the slowest
People say, "You're amazing"
"You're unique"
You're special
Brave
Strong
Creative
But are you though?
If I am, why am I slow?
Why does my brain trip, fall, and watch the others keep going?
Why was I born like this?