I'm not good as anyone else
I am nothing but sadness
I feel worthless and hopeless
Too much things to say but seem these words are uselessThere's this pain you won't know unless you are in my situation
This unwanted feeling lingering has been part of me, melancholy
You wouldn't understand my confusion, would you?
But
Would you offer a hand instead, so I can just go on?Time passes by but there's something missing
Like a puzzle that wouldn't be whole again when a single piece is nowhere to be found
I'm too stressed about things in between
However,Would you help me to endure this pain?
Would you help me to be whole again?
BINABASA MO ANG
In the midst of whispers
PoetryIn the midst of a whirlwind of emotions, I unearthed my voice. A gentle murmur to my pen, and a poem emerged.