I want to know how it feels like to be adored
Just the way I adore strawberries and pastel colors
Where all eyes are on me, all ears are on me
I'm tired of all these dramas
I'm sick of being bored
Mr. Bunny already went in his hole
I'm running out of candies and bubble gums
But I still have my MP3 player, just so you know
I want to hear it from our Dear Lord
Do angels exist here in the playground
If they do, where are their wings
Or much like Angels with hidden horns
And afternoons are my darkest phases
I always think of choking myself with cotton candies
Leave my walkie talkie on the dashboard
And see who will come after me
I want to know how it feels like to be adored
Just the way I adore Marilyn and James
Bubbles are covering my whole room
But bubbles can be hazy too
BINABASA MO ANG
Seventeen (poems & lyrics)
PoetryBeing at the years before legal age is somehow monumental. At this phase in life, you'd know how it feels like to be the happiest person that you will ever be. But you never end there, you would eventually get hurt because what you thought would hap...
