I am empowered by the woman who raised me
Not alone yet it does it like she's the only one
Who stood by me, who provided everything, almost everything
Mother, you are the real form of a man I adore
Father, how can I ever forgive you when you never apologized?
For the way you treated my sole protector
For the way you called me stupid and useless
For how you perceived madness to love
How can I ever forgive you with this heavy anger
That I'm not quite sure when it is coming from
Not where because I surely do know where it is
I am no longer longing for man's hug
I avoided as much as possible affection towards men
I hated the fact that the first man whom I trusted
Made me like this, afraid that I might encounter
Someone like him, someone who's unforgiving
BINABASA MO ANG
The Parts I Never Talked About
RastgelePretty 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...
