They said I'm an asshole and a jerk,
When a fight arises, I went berserk,
Is this a quirk?
Or am I just a berk?
Without doubt, I'm just down-to-earth,
Sometimes the caused of their mirth,
Though there might have been a dearth,
Sensitivity must be unearth.
Nevertheless, don't be shallow,
I might be a callow,
But it's hard even to swallow,
Because everyday feels like a gallow.
BINABASA MO ANG
Poems/Tula Compilation
RandomPoems/Tula Compilation, where all her poetries were her unsaid words.