Sadness fills me
I question the world why I'am here
I question the world why he is unfair to me
I tried become a somebody with good grades for good impression
I tried to become a somebody just to find justice for why am I here
Envy fills me
I question the world that
I'am doing my best yet why some other people are being love more than me
I question the world that why good things I do just becomes a distant dream of yesterday and the bad things that I do is a etrnal tattoo
I tried to become a somebody just to fit in
BINABASA MO ANG
Anthology of Disturbing Thoughts
PoesíaJust random things I stumble upon either by sleep or being wide awake.
