Little Miss does not need help
By Anika M. Untalan
I listen a lot, I help a lot,
But my problems are all trapped in a pot.
When everybody's are opening up,
I stay in silent, all emotions are bottled up.
They are crying with their friends,
While I cry 'till my silent battle ends.
Yes, I solve my problems alone,
I can handle it alone.
Come here, I'll comfort you,
Don't worry I will stay here while you are in blue,
But when I have a problem, you don't have to worry,
Because I can solve it silently.
You know why I keep bottling up? Because life is unfair.
When I needed help, no one was there.
Hardships? I am used to it,
Asking help? I am done with it.
I might make you think I don't need help,
But in truth, I am crying by myself.
I hid the side of me where I'm screaming for help,
Because I am little Miss does not need help.
YOU ARE READING
Her Pen and the Society
Poetry"Lahat ng sakit at luha, idinadaan ko sa tula." Poems about hardships, full of lessons.
