To act with humility
is to be aware
that I am unomniscient and uncertain
so I need
to be on guard
against the unforseen
bad consequences
of my action.

I am humble
when I’m aware
that I don’t know anything for certain;
that all I am aware of
are philosophical-questions
with uncertain changing answers.

Hindi ko lubos malaman kung saan na nga ba ang daan tungo sa walang hanggang kasiyahan
Tila ako'y nabalot na ng walang katapusang kalungkutan
Pakisabi naman sa akin ang araw kung kailan ito mawawakasan
Patuloy na naghihinagpis
Mga mata ay laging nananangis
Kung iyong titingnan sa aking pisikal na kaanyuan malalaman mo ang pinagkaiba ng isang taong masaya at isang taong pilit nagpapakasaya.
Oo, hindi ako ang taong kilala ninyo.
Sa likod ng wangis na anyo,
Sa kabila ng 'di mawaring agam-agam,
Nananatili ang isang kabuuan ng pagkatao na kahit kailan, hindi ko ninais maramdaman.
Oo, isa akong halimuyak ng bulaklak sa inyong paningin pero,
Ni minsan hindi nagawang pitasin at nanatiling nakasulyap sa katimyasan.
Isa lamang akong atraksyon na pinipiling lapitan.
Isang anino sa pisikal na anyo.

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         ­          I
                    feel
                        so
                         woozy
                            uneasy
                            my mind
                        is feeling
                   queasy
                 and
                   nothing
                       that I do
                           seems to
                      make this
                    go away
       not even just a cup of tea
   can keep these dreadful shivers
  at bay and I am left wondering if I will
  ever feel okay. Am I going to         turn
    out to be something great? Or will I
          stumble into oblivion
and no one will remember my name.

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How many years has it been?
How many do I have left?
How many people have I seen
and how many friends have I kept?
I forgot most of them, the good and the bad
Wish I made more memories, cause these don't really last
All the time that's passed was spent looking back
I think I'm just afraid of always going off track

I don't know what I want, I don't know what I like
These days I can't tell what I want out of life
I wake up, I eat and then I sleep again
It keeps on repeating until it all ends
Is this meant to be? Is this it for me?
Am I really giving up so easily?

Being afraid of what I can't see
Being afraid of what hasn't happened
Being afraid that my seatbelts aren't fastened
A car crash in slow motion
Retired with no promotion
Even now, I lost touch with my emotions

I know that this is killing me
But I can't always let my feelings free
If I could stop time, what would I do?
I'd think more about what I should do
But I'd be here all day, just cut the crap
I don't have the stamina to run all these laps

I can't afford mishaps cause I know I can't go back
I only have a knife and I'm supposed to cut my own path
I wish I had a map. I wish I knew where to go
I wish this **** GPS worked off road
Pedal to the metal or take it slow
Either way, I have to continue the show

Is this the end?
I know now that have nothing more to give or send.
My will seems that it will no longer bend.

Is this rainstorm finally done?
I think this is finally my turn for fun under the sun.
My hopes and dreams now broken,
awaiting to be redone.

Is this a new chance?
I hope I can keep on going in this never ending dance.
My sturdy mind is finally breaking it's stance.

Is this how I will be?
I don't know if I will ever be able to fully see.
My future is amidst a violent thundering sea.

Is this a chance for a new love?
I doubt it because of these thoughts from above.
My scars on my wrist in consequence of.

Is this my life?
I say thinking this as I reach for the knife.
My mind slowly being driven by truths and lies.

Is this my only question?
I wonder as I'm fueled by my depression.
My want to finally make this confession.

Is this my only fate ?
I only believe that I can sit and just wait.
My life is in a worsening state.

Is this what I need to do?
I am uncertain if this is how to start anew.
My uncertainty is something I need to plow through.

Is this counseling really working?
I have wishes that this is certain.
My new ways seem so supporting.

Is this what I want?
I have to try to be more celebrant.
My joys must act more so an antidepressant.

Is this right?
I cover my sorrows at the sight.
My friends try to act as some sort of light.

Is this the end?
I hope you will be my friend.
My heart doesn't want to just pretend.

So please...
Please be my friend...
I don't want to be alone as I finally comprehend...
All these questions that I always suspend....

Call me when you're awake
Cause I can't stand when you're away
You've become a part of me
That I wake up just to see
Is it meant to be?
I dunno, you tell me

It's still so unclear
How I should appear
Am I coming on too strong
Did I do something wrong
I can't shake them off
Those lingering thoughts

I wish I knew better
What to do about you
Two of us together
Would be a dream come true
Don't you think so?
For now I don't know

Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.

Or is it?

Admiration.
Turned to dust.
Uncertain love.
Vanquished.
Through your demons.
Are to much.
For one to bear