For I look you from afar
Asking why I fell for your charms.
Building a massive wall
Nonetheless, I ruined it
For I want to reach you, that's why.
Standard was so high
Not until I met you at nine.
Starting that day I really want you to be mine.
Realizing, I am not myself this time.
I want to stop from this game
But my pawn won't give up
I want to be your queen
But I, myself, clown it.
You can be my king from this little game
And I will never be your queen
For you who find your the one
While mine is happy from someone.
I know, I can't be yours and you can't be mine.
If only I had the courage at the time.
I really want to take the chance and tell you,
I despise you for making me adore you so much.
—end
BINABASA MO ANG
Thoughts of Faye
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