I AM!
I am not nice but I feel.
I wonder but I don't know
what about.
I hear people talking but I never know what they say.
I see many thinks but never know what I'm looking at.
I want people to look to the past but not dwell on it.
I pretend to be something I'm not.
I fell things i cant see.
I touch and the smoothest things feel rough.
I worry that the araw will never end.
I cry but tears never come.
I understand that not ever ones the same.
I say something i don't mean.
I dream but only see blackness.
I hope that someday someone we'll see through my shield I put up and see me.
I am not nice but i feel.
I am who I am!
I am not nice but I feel.
I wonder but I don't know
what about.
I hear people talking but I never know what they say.
I see many thinks but never know what I'm looking at.
I want people to look to the past but not dwell on it.
I pretend to be something I'm not.
I fell things i cant see.
I touch and the smoothest things feel rough.
I worry that the araw will never end.
I cry but tears never come.
I understand that not ever ones the same.
I say something i don't mean.
I dream but only see blackness.
I hope that someday someone we'll see through my shield I put up and see me.
I am not nice but i feel.
I am who I am!
I look out my window the rains pouring down
I can't seem to turn this frown upside down
You moved far out of town
Now I have no one around
I used to pag-ibig you
Sadly you don't pag-ibig me too
Pain and agony runs through me
So much you can see
But not you, you only look for my happiness
but I'm out and in distress
You want the green fresh from the press
I just want to be better than the rest
Attention is what I want
But all you give is a load of taunt
Are you ready for love
Not really, so I'll get a dove
A dove's the bird of passion and feelings
But you left me to rot like a banana's peelings
Sweet lover, I miss you
Do you miss me too?
Sweet Lover, give me your all
Don't let it fall
Give me a call
I get nothing at all
Sweet love, Goodbye
I will pag-ibig you always *sigh*
Signed,
Your Sweet Lover
I can't seem to turn this frown upside down
You moved far out of town
Now I have no one around
I used to pag-ibig you
Sadly you don't pag-ibig me too
Pain and agony runs through me
So much you can see
But not you, you only look for my happiness
but I'm out and in distress
You want the green fresh from the press
I just want to be better than the rest
Attention is what I want
But all you give is a load of taunt
Are you ready for love
Not really, so I'll get a dove
A dove's the bird of passion and feelings
But you left me to rot like a banana's peelings
Sweet lover, I miss you
Do you miss me too?
Sweet Lover, give me your all
Don't let it fall
Give me a call
I get nothing at all
Sweet love, Goodbye
I will pag-ibig you always *sigh*
Signed,
Your Sweet Lover
My puso is filled with sorrow and pain
You hurt me for your own gain
But I'm moving on to greater things
No matter how much your words sting
I'll always pag-ibig you
But why couldn't you say I pag-ibig you too
Keep moving is what I tell myself
Crying my eyes out all sa pamamagitan ng myself
I'm gone for good not coming back
Go in the closet my clothes are off the rack
My pain goes with me wherever I go
I wanna go back but my puso says no
Tell me do miss me
Probably not because your searching for your key
Don't you miss having me around
If not then but now too late I'm out of town
You hurt me for your own gain
But I'm moving on to greater things
No matter how much your words sting
I'll always pag-ibig you
But why couldn't you say I pag-ibig you too
Keep moving is what I tell myself
Crying my eyes out all sa pamamagitan ng myself
I'm gone for good not coming back
Go in the closet my clothes are off the rack
My pain goes with me wherever I go
I wanna go back but my puso says no
Tell me do miss me
Probably not because your searching for your key
Don't you miss having me around
If not then but now too late I'm out of town
Sometimes I don't understand
I disconnect my puso and my head
why
why things happen to the people they happen to
why people hurt other people
why we, he, she got hurt
why you hurt me the way-
pardon me-the ways you did
no twelve taon old should be hurt and treated the way I was
no one should be hurt and treated the way I was
and I know I danced around the truth
and I know I covered up your tracks
your lyin', cheatin', abusin' ass
you hurt me
but, as they say,
pain demands to be felt
I disconnect my puso and my head
why
why things happen to the people they happen to
why people hurt other people
why we, he, she got hurt
why you hurt me the way-
pardon me-the ways you did
no twelve taon old should be hurt and treated the way I was
no one should be hurt and treated the way I was
and I know I danced around the truth
and I know I covered up your tracks
your lyin', cheatin', abusin' ass
you hurt me
but, as they say,
pain demands to be felt
Shard of glass
drops the blood
Could have saved me?
No one
Empty promises
washed down the drain
Memories cut deep
harmful even in sleep
I'm always alone
in this broken home
There's to much blood
I'm not safe
in this nightmare.
~Kayla
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drops the blood
Could have saved me?
No one
Empty promises
washed down the drain
Memories cut deep
harmful even in sleep
I'm always alone
in this broken home
There's to much blood
I'm not safe
in this nightmare.
~Kayla
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My family tells me that
i'm very open minded with
the things that i've written out
inside my journal of poetry.
until you read the compelling
poems you will understand
why my journal of mga tula
was written the way that it
was,
I don't want people to
look at my journal of
mga tula and discriminate
the tranquility of this private
diary has to influence so many
people who tend to read it.
People around me doesnt
seem to understand why i'm
Pagsulat this journal in the manner
that i am, so they can understand
why my mga tula means the way that it
does to me,
i'm very open minded with
the things that i've written out
inside my journal of poetry.
until you read the compelling
poems you will understand
why my journal of mga tula
was written the way that it
was,
I don't want people to
look at my journal of
mga tula and discriminate
the tranquility of this private
diary has to influence so many
people who tend to read it.
People around me doesnt
seem to understand why i'm
Pagsulat this journal in the manner
that i am, so they can understand
why my mga tula means the way that it
does to me,
Is it okay to be
.....unwanted?
I go to mami,
To see if she
Loved me.
"you should
Be old enough
To know that
A girl who
madami belongs as
A maid at a
White house
Because she is
A Mexican like
You that I don't
pag-ibig you. I
Never wanted you"
I go to papi who
I call often.
" papi do you
pag-ibig me?"
Papi said,
"How could I love
A girl like you who
Is half the white race?
You'll bring dishonor
To my familia. I
Never wanted you I
Never did."
So I lay down on
My foster mothers bed
With tears in my eyes.
My new mami loves me
But why couldn't my
White mami pag-ibig me?
Do you know how it is
To be unwanted? I do...
But know I am found....
Note: this short story is fictional. :)
.....unwanted?
I go to mami,
To see if she
Loved me.
"you should
Be old enough
To know that
A girl who
madami belongs as
A maid at a
White house
Because she is
A Mexican like
You that I don't
pag-ibig you. I
Never wanted you"
I go to papi who
I call often.
" papi do you
pag-ibig me?"
Papi said,
"How could I love
A girl like you who
Is half the white race?
You'll bring dishonor
To my familia. I
Never wanted you I
Never did."
So I lay down on
My foster mothers bed
With tears in my eyes.
My new mami loves me
But why couldn't my
White mami pag-ibig me?
Do you know how it is
To be unwanted? I do...
But know I am found....
Note: this short story is fictional. :)