A dream.
Your life is never going
to be a dream.


Dreaming of
better days,
you're hoping
that pain will
pag-ibig you less,
but pain
loves you more.


You're still
that sad child,
you have never gotten
away from your past.
Your destiny
is bounded
for their sins.
You cannot wash yourself,
you cannot be yourself.


They see you
as their opportunity
to restore
their failures,
but they don't see
that your desires
are being smashed,
your identity is
being erased.


You don't remember
who that person is,
you don't dream
anymore,
you don't rejoice
anymore,
tho you're still
that sad child
trapped within
their misfortune.


They want you
to play sa pamamagitan ng their rules,
all they know is how to
command,
but they don't see you,
they don't feel
the sorrow inside your
empty eyes,
those used to shine.


And you're still
that sad child
full of hope,
crashed sa pamamagitan ng unfilled
dreams,
smashed sa pamamagitan ng their
bitterness.


And your identity
is being erased,
you're life is fading.
The joy of living
you don't see,
tho you still have
your dreams,
you still want those
better days,
that sad child
still lives inside you.