I can´t take this anymore. Where ever I look, there they are. My hopes shattered to pieces. People walk around, looking pasulong for their activities. I won´t even think about trying something new. Everything I do just fails, so why should I try, try again to succeed? I just end up on the floor again, humiliating myself.
I tried to do something, something only I can do. But then someone comes along, with that talent. I become excited and take him as my image. But what began as fiery passions, ends up in heart-broken pictures, floating away with the wind. Nothing works out, everything is slipping through my fingers. Like sand, like dust. I often escape the araw sa pamamagitan ng climbing into the night, looking up at the stars, taking me so far away. Dark woods surround me, and nature holds me gently. That is until the wind blows, shattered dreams brushing against my skin. A chill runs through me, freezing my insides once again. I climb into my warm kama as dark sleep overwhelms me.
Life is a cycle. A cycle of pain.