Today I learned about a trick
as I pondered on this outbreak.
Maybe I'm not that weak
I'm just having doubt to outspeak.
Just like fairytales,
I dreamt of having the bravest prince
the one who'll save me from fears
but I woke up and drown in tears.I always expected someone to save me
without realizing that my enemy is within me
I know her weaknesses and strengths
but I was blinded by my own what ifs.
There's no bloody battle ahead
It's more than that, I think
A battle to one's self
is worst than the bandits rift.
In the end, you don't need someone else
You're stronger than you could imagined
Your weapons are well-equiped
it takes a single "YOU" to win the feat.
BINABASA MO ANG
DEAR SELF,
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