I want a little attention–
a simple “hey” or “hi”
to my direction.
I thirst for human affection–
a smile, a hug,
a shoulder to cry on.
It’s okay to be vulnerable. It’s okay to be dependent. It’s okay to appear “weak.” That is our strength. I hope you have someone to tell your deepest regrets, cravings, happiness, and all other emotions in your seemingly tiny heart that might burst without ever unloading these feelings.
If you want, I can be that someone for you. Just shoot me a tweet or PM.
Silence invites introspection. Even if there’s nothing much to see inside, tears start falling.
W-where do they even come from?
August 5th 2015, 00:33
This day marks the twenty-first year I have spent breathing and doing the essentials and pointless stuff. And it’s also my first birthday. The first birthday I’m going to spend without my father. He’s already gone ahead. Continue reading Twenty-first Birthday Midnight Thoughts
“Yeah. I want to get away, but there’s no other way than “This Way.” Am I supposed to simply go to where everyone else is heading? Can’t I simply stop for a while? My feet are sore.”
Little do they know, I wrote that myself. Maybe some other person has written something similar to that. But those exact words, I wrote them all. Anonymity sure is a convenient mask, huh? I’m afraid of being judged, so I resorted to attributing the whole damn thing to a ghost-like persona. It could be anybody or nobody. I may be nobody, but I just felt really terrible. And know I feel kind of guilty for hiding, for not showing myself. I’m still afraid that, maybe, whatever image they have of me it’ll just shatter once they see my vulnerable self. I don’t know. I’m confused. I want others to see the real me, but at the same time I don’t truly wish for that to happen.
Feeling ko lumiliit ang ulo ko day by day. Mas nahihirapang huminga. Yung tipong pwedeng humiwalay ang kaluluwa ko any time.
Lutang. Nasobraan ng sabaw.
Nakalitaw. Nalunod na pala.
I don’t normally write in Taglish, but this one was surprisingly easier to write in Taglish.