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I'm not proud to say I'm tired
I'm not proud to say I cry myself to sleep at night
I'm not proud to say I cry silently in a crowded room
Hoping nobody would notice
I'm not okay and I don't know when will I be
Faded visions with teary eyed mess look at me
I'm carrying a baby whom I love so much, but her mother's not me
And I know someday everyone will leave
I got to figure out how am I supposed to be used by this
Red eyes, and pale lips what am I even doing to myself
Not knowing how to heal myself
Not knowing how to move on
Eyes blurred from tears falling
Tired from gasping air silently crying
Closing my eyes to pretend I'm dying
But when I see a light I know I failed and I ended up sighing
I'm exhausted, I'm not happy
I just wish I could start over and not experience this misery
Emotions are stupid, life's a real mystery
But I'm afraid it is real
Cause if not, why am I such a wreck after all these years?
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BINABASA MO ANG
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RandomEntering the door of your nostalgic dreams // Original work // Series of my works
