When I was seven, I ran around the streets of Caloocan naked.
So, my neighbors would smile and wave hello and
I would wave back with my tongue. Lowkey liked the attention I was getting.

When I was nine, one of the other girls in school fought with my sister.
So, I pulled her hair. I don't understand why she started to cry though.
I just did the exact same thing she was doing to my sister.

When I was eleven, my mom told me that father was getting busy with work.
So, I had to stop going to school. Which didn't make sense to me.
I had to sell plastic in the wet market so we could eat that night.

When I was thirteen, my older brother wouldn't stop crying.
Soon, he stopped going out altogether.
And when he did, we wouldn't see him for days.

When I was fifteen, I met a cute boy.
So, we went back home together.
I started feeling sick a few weeks later. I probably just miss him.

When I was eighteen, the cute boy started acting like my older brother.
So, I worked at Jollibee. It was nice.
Except when I had to go home. The guys on the train wouldn't stop looking at me funny. Lowkey liked the attention though.

When I was nineteen, the guys on the train got curious.
It's okay. I didn't get hurt.
I asked my friends to come on the train with me always after that.

When I was twenty, a guy on the television said "Matapang na solusyon, Mabilis na aksyon."
I wanted those guys on the train gone.
So, I voted for him.

My father passed away soon after.
My brother never came home.
And the cute boy had Jesus' nail on his forehead.