To build new era of change is a bit difficult
Knowing that no one understands your thought
And tells you, "it's not you anymore"
But did they know what you've been through?
As you grow older
You'll realize it's nice to be younger
Just coloring and counting numbers
But now you're counting troubles.
Older than you was also the reason of becoming hopeless
Instead of giving good advice
They'll tell words that it's useless,
Causing you to crumble in sadness.
Overthinking all day throughout the night
Crying silently in the midnight
You pat and watch yourself under the light,
Telling that this will be alright.
You just want to be alone, not being aloof
You just want to search yourself for proof
That you can build a future with roof
That you, yourself, is the living bulletproof.
-end
BINABASA MO ANG
Thoughts of Faye
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