Words I could not say, thoughts I could not convey, and feelings I could not share in person.
Every waking hour, I feel weary. The thought of doing this again and again. It's not that I don't like it. The cramming just makes me go insane. In every competition I pray for our victory.
I looked at everything else except you Not that I'm afraid of being noticed But I'm afraid of myself falling Deeper than I could no longer bear it.
I had a burden that I carry To know that a friend is in love with me It is flattering, I admit But it makes me quite uneasy Knowing that he cares Knowing that he worries Knowing that he loves And I...
Doctor: I save lives. Police: I save and protect lives and property. Lawyer: I save and protect people's rights, properties, liberties and lives..
I never liked the spot light. I didn't seek it nor crave for it. I only wanted to be left alone. I only wanted to be at peace. Yet, things happened. The lights pushed through. It spilled some on me.
Do I know you. I bet I do. You see, I can't remember My memories had been lost Do you know me. That's what I say. It's better to ask them Than wait for me to remember You look familiar.
Sorry. I have a weird habit of talking to myself when I get separated from the group. Don't worry. It might not look normal to you but its normal for me..
I feel bad. Yes, I really do. Ever since I did. Those awful things to you. I never meant to cause damage. Never meant for you to hurt. Because I did those things in anger.
I feel restless. The kind that you feel within your core. The thing that makes you feel weary. Even though you haven't done anything. I am tired. That I often gave out a huge sigh.
I walked alone unnoticed. Their stares past through me. Like the molecules of air - I'm transparent. My existence is dispensable. Our world are different. Worlds apart actually. I live in isolation.
Love and chocolate are quite the same. Both have that sweetness. That we all desire. Yet, there's a bitterness taste on the side. When we fall in love. There's so much happiness in us.
I walk. I eat. I sleep. I touch. I see. I smell. I hurt. I ache. I long. I am all but I am not. I do things for necessity. I breath for the sake of breathing. I work to have a job.
The droplets of water reverberate inside the room. The thick silence, interrupted by the periodic descending of the water into the stainless sink, made me go crazy.
I don't care anymore. What happen to you is your business. If your life is a mess. Then I couldn't care less. I'm tired of all the quarreling. Tired of all the apologizing. Can you just let me be.
Once upon a time. Watching tv was my past time. Day and night I face it. 24/7 isn't just enough. Cartoons to action. Drama and romance. What else is there. But more series to stare.
Okay. I admit. I do cheat sometimes. Like when I watch a movie, I sometimes watch the end first before going back to the start.
My name is purple. But I am not. I like to paint the town red. And let my mother see red. I like to attend a black-tie event. And see my friends get green with envy.
They say shadows only appears when there's light. But actually there's much shadow in the night. The shadow that isn't form by your figure. But those that came to weaken your posture.
I admit I'm proud. With both my achievements and successes. With the things I've come to own. And with people I've been able to know. I'm proud of all those things and even more.
Isn't it sad to be a pair in a deck of cards.
Hello there. I hope your doing fine. I just want to tell you. That I know that you've finally settled down. I was surprised by it. But I expected it. I just didn't know it'll happen so soon.
You probably couldn't see me then. Because I was right beside you all along. When you were trying to pick someone for you. I was there standing with you. But never in front of you.
I could not moved away. Yet I could not be beside you. It's the reason why our relationship is unclear. Because I want you enough not to be close to you. I want to be an arms length away.
How much should you do in order for you to be called a good man. Should giving alms be enough or should you give more. Do you have to be a respectful person to society.
People say death has no face but that's not true. For death has a face and many have seen it. It just differs from person to person.
You don't want me. But I still want you. You run. But I still follow. You're disgusted with my existence. Yet I try to cling on. You lied on my face. And still I believe. You pretend not to hear.
A smile can be fake. So as a tear. Just imagine your reaction will be. If you found out that I did. Beauty can be fake. As well as ones feeling. But it's harder to smile when you are sad.
The most beautiful woman you know has the most insecurities in life..
All my life I yearn. Of praises and acceptance. Yet, I remain to be the same. Unappreciated and unaccepted. All my life I try. To be what people want me to be. Lost in their world of expectation.
In the passenger's seat, I see everything. I saw the lady cradling her crying child or the gentle man who gave up his seat for the elderly. I noticed how tired their faces as bus continued too move.
"I am a writer," I told myself. And people actually believe.
In an alternate universe, it's the other way round. I walk around not knowing you while you run around following me. I love you not; you love me dearly. I care less of you while I am your world.
It's hard to love someone who doesn't want to be love. But it's harder to love someone who already love someone else..
It's easier to close your eyes than to cover your ears.
They like to talk about themselves, but they don't want to listen. They expect you to listen but they wanted to be forgiven if they don't do the same for you..
Sometimes I wonder if I'm wearing a sign on my head saying "Information desk". People are just kept on asking me all things as if I know it.
The high wall on the poor man's view is a barrier that segregate him from the wealthy ones. It is an obstacle that he dreams of climbing someday.
Anybody can be a professional but only a few people knows the meaning and practices professionalism..
We play this game, not knowing the rules.
Hurt me with the Truth and don't comfort with a Lie.
A teacher is someone who comes to school and teach as a source of his income. A good teacher is someone who encourage his students to participate and to do better in school.
Rejection can be viewed in two ways: (1) as a sign to stop and move on to another path; or (2) as challenge to overcome. The first one is about acceptance.
Just because you've apologized, it doesn't mean you're forgiven..
I want someone who would know the moment when to listen and when not to. Because sometimes I may say things differently from what I really want to do.
Why is the sunset prettier than the sunrise. Because sometimes, better things happen after saying Goodbye..
If man is the most intelligent creature on earth, then why is it that sometimes some of us act like animals?.
Tough times don't last; tough people do..
When you're too close to people, when you spend too much time with them and love them too dearly, sometimes you can't see them. - Tana French, The Likeness.
Batch 20XX. I'm a graduating student. I fooled around with my boyfriend. Months later, I now carry a child. I'm a graduating student. I tried using drugs. Now, it turn to an addiction I can't let go.
Killing is my Profession I slit his throat rather too quickly. Now, I regretted having to do it as it took away my artistic skills in creating a masterpiece of his death rather than an ordinary one.
Insecure people likes to pull people down. They will tell you the words you least expected to hear. But when that happens, just smile at them.
Beware of people who suddenly become quiet because during their silence they are plotting on taking over the world..
Remember that the most beautiful things in the world are the most useless. - John Ruskin, The Stones of Venice, I.
What happens when an unstoppable force meets an unmovable object. If the force moves the object, then it's not unmovable. If the force doesn't, then the force is not unstoppable. Right?.
Sometimes, the person who tries to keep everyone happy is always the most lonely person. So never leave them alone because they will never say that they need you..
It's human to lie. Most of the time we can't even be honest with ourselves. - Commoner (Rashomon 1950).
RPC ka ba. Ang dami mo kasing krimen. Gahasahin mo na lang kaya ang puso ko..
Paper scattered and books were in a pile. Coffee on the side with tons of wrapper. One look like a mess with hair in disheveled. Eye bags hanging coz of the little sleep one had.
There's nothing wrong in being different. It just proves that you are an exception to the general rule..
The usual people, the usual smile... But nothing about them is usual. My friends - my non-blood related siblings... my kind of people....
You don't have to be special to catch my attention. It's enough that you show me who you really are..
I ran. I slipped. I bruised. I cried. I ran. I loved. I broke. I cried. I ran. I left. I came. I failed. I ran. I cried. I failed. I tried. I ran. I suffered. I mourned. I lived. Now, I ran. I fought.
Confused people ask for signs before proceeding. Determine individuals see opportunities and grab onto it..
It's better to feel alone in a crowded room full of strangers than be lonely in a room full of familiar strangers..
Must I suffer because of your shame. Must I be dealt with because you fail. Should I carry the burden of your incompetence. Should my dreams be broken because yours did.