Dedicated to the pretenders.Yung mga natatakot na mag open-up because of the judgements and rejections.Afraid to go out of the box and stay silent.
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The pitch-black sky,
Embrace my wrecked soul
The forming lump in my itched throat,
Slowly,finely making a mark
She is the girl with a big smile,
Full of wisdoms and echoing laughs
Used to cheer others,
Lifting them up,giving a hand
She is the girl with big dreams,
Big doubts and fears and pain
She used to be on top
Until sinking and drowning and dying
Go and hear her silent whispers
You'll wonder why,
Why would a little girl fear
Of rejection
Of dissapointment
Of cold stares
She is afraid of pain,
A deep and sorrowful one.
Hear her out!
Go listen and just listen
That's what people do,
They listen but they don't care
She is the girl with silent whispers,
Drawn by the wind
Far away
Away from them
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A rant of a girl who had been afraid of exposing her life to the public.
Her whims will stay with her.
*HugotNgPanganayNaAnak
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POETRY; BY THE WORD OF MOUTH
General FictionA composition of poems, brief essays and life thoughts.You can be updated about my rants and unspoken truths.
