I'll never know how to accept compliments
I grew up in people saying I wasn't pretty enough
I didn't even know how to even acknowledge it
And then there were boys my age, older or younger
Told me that I was pretty enough for them to like
I finally thought, maybe I was a bit a beauty
And then again, it was misinterpreted by me
I may be a bit pretty for their eyes
But not that gorgeous enough to be pursued
BINABASA MO ANG
The Parts I Never Talked About
DiversosPretty much my thoughts recently about life, my short words telling the world how I felt lately dealing with life, and my thoughts about hurtful truths and things about this chaotic world. I hope this book finds you and you'd feel you're worth heari...
