The life I had isn't easy
It ain't a good for story
Ain't good for memory
The ordeal is too stiff
Too hard that only some can surpass
It may seem endless
And only miracle can stop this tribulation
But how about me?
I'm used to it!
I'm good at it!
I can play with it, risky but carefully.
And to tell you, I always win!
I can exceed if I want
I can beat every hitch given
It's just a piece of shit to me.
Why am I capable of it?
Because I grew from anger
I always ask for vengeance
No one can stop me
Because I was dead thousand years ago.
You cannot blame me
I became weak of the broken promises
And slowly killed of their words.
That was too much to bear
So, I've learned to stop it.
It made me resilient
And made me passed every test given to me.
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PoesíaGuys, this is a collection of my poems (mga tula) made during my high school and college years. Sa tuwing nalulungkot ako pupunta ako sa lilim ng mga puno habang dala dala ko ang aking makapal na recycled MAPEH notebook at isang piraso ng ballpen. ...
