I Was Never a Good Son

Once in a blue moon, we cross paths.
Sad. We’ve seats that weren’t meant to be blank.
Respect, as we take off our hat.
This first toast is for those who made us laugh.

Friendship that lasts forever
and som…

When everyone was forced to change,
there were some who managed to remember.
Slowly, we lose time and aged,
forced to miss out some of the adventures.

Oftentimes, we wish to go back,
as most were drowned by pressures.…

It’s easy to forget faith
when we are wounded.
Chooses to blame
rather than calculate what’s been evaded.
We cry and lock ourselves from
being persuaded.
Began wearing fake laugh
instead of acceptin…

Want to talk?
I’m fine. It will be over soon.
I know we’ll have our chance to bloom.
Free ourselves in this cold dark room.
Leave the pain, wear a new costume.

Run wild filled with hope or buried under the…

Who am I?
I am you. The one waking up, 
wishing it was still midnight. 
One who always felt not enough.
Drowned in questions. Felt trapped inside.

Most likely wishing I shouldn’t have woken up.

What do you long for?

Daydreams, that would never exist.
Conversations wished to rehear.
Warm hugs that I considered gifts.
Laughs that would never reappear.

A moment without sadness
and unwanted tears.

Tamang sabihing gusto mo lang mabuhay,
lang pakialam hangga't di humuhusay.
Kaylangan ba ng unos para bumigay?
Daing at sisihan pag may humandusay.

Tapos pagkatapos ay uulit muli,
daig ng yaman ang halaga ng sawi.

Kita ba ng tao ang sugat ng mundo?
O parang hanging pansin lang pag namaho.
Tulad din ng kamay mong pagod na't hapo.
Ngunit pera lang ang inimis ng garbo.

Ikalawa…
Huwag mo silang sigawan,
dahil lamang sa kanilang pagkukulang.
May hapdi sa kalooban,
ngunit nakangiti ka pang pagbibigyan.

Mapalad kayong mayroong
mapagmahal na mga magulang.

I just feel incomplete from
their worries.
Their stare only shows fake
sympathy.
When it’s just only you
that dare to see,
It’s okay even if you wounded me.

Just like those
numbing embrace that silences
my discontentment.
Unnoticeable thorns keep wounding me
with fake encouragements.

Some sunsets
remind me
of the most
painful goodbyes.

Anxiety persuades us
by accepting our excuses.
Whispering it's okay
until we can no longer breathe
without refuses.

Kung alam ko lang
na may kaakibat palang sakit
ang linyang
akala mo pinupulot ko lang ang pera!.
Binigyan ko sana ng yakap
ang mga magulang ko noong
panahong gustong-gusto nila kong bigyan
ngunit walang-wala …

Smiles aren't enough
to suppress pain,
it requires maturity and acceptance.