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Archive for July, 2005


warrior is a child!

lately i’ve been winning battles left and right, but even winners can get wounded in the fight. people say that i’m amazing i’m strong beyond my years, but they don’t see inside of me im hiding all of fears. . .

they don’t know that i come running home when i fall down . . .

i admit i am the looser right now, let’s accept it but i know i have to stand kung san ako nadapa para walang masabi ang ibang tao na "talunan ka pala". Life is just like that you have to accept na may mga taong di ka naapreciate, you means nothing to them after all. . . mahirap and i really got hurt everytime na ma recall ko laht ng nagyari especially those words he told me kaya lang nothing will change naman pag dinibdib ko pa kasi even he himself is  not affected.

i dont have any plans na gumanti or what, i dont even want give any message to him, it’s enough na ako na lang ang masaktan wag ng pati ako ay makasakit ng feelings. . .

lilipas din lahat ‘to, traffic lang, everything willbe alright and all road will be in good flow. . . basta wala lang MMDA.

been through these

been through these

we continue to search for hidden things, we continue to believe our unconditional feelings

we strain to see what’s meant to be, as we drift to this life, you and me.

we count the days till we’ve been through, without really understanding the changing hues

and as we try to keep the the things the way they are, we’ll soon discover that we can’t though

we’ve gone so far. . .

the faces of people won’t tell what’s true, you see they’re not real as the skies of blue

everybody’s lying, everybody’s pretending, so you have to be carefull in every step your taking.

there would always be choices and different options, should it be left or right, would it be mind

or emotions,but it doesn’t end in choosing sides, for the result and consequence, you’ll later find.

All I can say is you’ve grown enough now,and you’ve been these before somehow

you know what’s right and what’s wrong too,

so do what you have to not what you want to . . .