Shitty Shitposts-

Not really a shit post

Okay, so, as you can see, I like writing. But I also like making poems as well. Since I haven't made one in months, this'll just be a chapter where I will test my poem making hehe-

When was the time I was actually free
Where I step on the sand of beaches in bare feet
As the children count, one, two, three...
While they enjoy the sun's heat

Where Portugal never discovered me
As well as Indonesia, Malaysia, Brunei, China, and much more
Where the Lord let me be
Where I don't have to pay any fee

Those memories are so vague
I can't even remember what my old language used to be
I make so many new memories as the old ones fade
And even more memories where I almost forget the old me

The present is filled with too much problems
My head feels like it's going to disfunction
I want to go back to the life where I'm gone from the map
As I quietly take a nap

But I need to stay and help my own country
My home which I'm proud of
I feel too many mixed emotions, but I'm filled with honesty
I'm filled with enough honesty to say, I hate my country but I love it too.

Despite all this problems, I still have to fight
I have to fight for my people and their ancestors who fought hard
The way to success may be tight
But I know that being a strong nation will be my award

-Philippines

Kinda doesn't make sense in my opinion but enjoy this short poem :>