Whenever you whisper in my ear, and
every time you say something about me,
I eventually liked eating butterflies.
When I eat them they go straight to my stomach. They live there and they fly freely again.
But over the days, months, and years ... I couldn’t understand why my stomach suddenly hurt.
And I was shocked to see you, holding someone else's hand.
How you whisper in her ear the same way you whisper in my ear, how you praise me or say nice words is the same way you do to her now.
And then I realized now whenever you whisper in my ear, and every time you say something about me. I don't suddenly like eating butterflies, I suddenly liked eating a small piece of broken glass. I suddenly liked being a puppet and played by you.
—Maybe I'm not obsessed with eating butterflies, maybe I'm obsessed with falling into your lies—
BINABASA MO ANG
"Ewan, Masyadong Magulo"
Poetry"kumusta? anong nararamdaman mo? anong nararamdaman mo sa mundo? "ewan, masyadong magulo"
