To be seen, my deepest wish,
To be loved, my fervent dream.
Yet, I fear the flickering flame,
Afraid it'll vanish in a fleeting beam.
Was there ever an "I" to claim?
Or merely an illusion I chase?
Must I cloak my flaws in shame,
To affirm the "I" I embrace?
Why does vanishing feel so easy?
As if I'm fading into mist.
Will my toil make the "I" less breezy?
Or just another futile twist?
In the silence of sleepless nights,
Will the "I" within me ignite?
— gayi-i
BINABASA MO ANG
Thoughts of Faye
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