you sit on your bed,
thoughts inside your head;
it never ends.
you look into the mirror,
try to make it clearer;
but it gets blurry.
and as tears fall
down your eyes,
you see the ocean
drowning you in.
the thoughts inside
your head,
are like clouds
ready to wet,
but you're
already soaking.
BINABASA MO ANG
Words Left Unsaid | Poetry
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