Day by day, all I do is think,
Think if I take the right path.
Is this Your will or mine?
Why does it seem so hard to walk on this line?
Despite the irony, I actually want this.
I can glimpse my future,
I adore this, but how could it be so wearisome?
I continue to work hard, but I feel so empty that nothing I accomplish is good enough.
I wish I could turn back the time
Where all I do is to look up the star and moon with so much delight
But now when I looked up, I wished that
One day, I'll finish everything with tears streaming down my face from joy.
— end
BINABASA MO ANG
Thoughts of Faye
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