She's smiling but inside she's hurting.
You can see it in her eyes, where she intends to cry.
Her sadness is hiding, to say that she's fighting
At the age of sixteen, crying is her medicine.
Pain is killing, but she still standing.
Praying to be worth of things.
That will never be something.
Because as time passed by, she's still waiting.
Waiting for the one, that's never coming.
Hoping that one day, he's not leaving.
But it strikes, bull's eye and it keeps on hitting.
Seeing and supporting his man, living his dreams.
The girl still fight, even though it's not right.
Slowly losing herself without knowing.
Protecting the guy, he loves more than anything.
And you know what's shocking?
That girl is me.
Hearing the air blows whispering
Raining while crying
Deep inside, feels like dying
Fighting while breaking
BINABASA MO ANG
SPOKEN POETRIES
PoetryPoetries can hide a lot of feelings. If you just learn to think deeper, you'll get what I mean.
