My Cup
You have put on the cup you want me to have
Not wanting the one in my hand
You forced me to let go the first cup in my hand
Not wanting what I already have
And now I forcefully accepted what you want
You filled me with tea I don't even like
And yet you filled it full even with my dislike
You never wanted what I always want
I wanted my cup and you throw it away
I wanted different drink but I wasn't given any
I wanted myself, so bad, I don't want any
But you made me not myself, and my reality far away.
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Miss Heartstrong
BINABASA MO ANG
Shadows
PoetryThis is a poetry collection that consists of the things we keep hidden from the world. Each poem strives to speak out the things we wish we could freely speak. Through this work, I hope everyone could find their own channel to express their own shad...
