The Poet's Conviction

what's on your mind?

Main building in our institution, the headstart of everything
Arguments were made as we stepped down the staircase
The topic was protection, I can hear our instructor laugh with how I speak my language
Unbeknownst to me, surprising. It was jovially memorable of how I chuckle on that moment

A lot of things, I had been spiraling
For what happened the last Oblate's Day
A thought of sharing my worst experience there
Being alone, as I torture myself to accept the offer
A lot of things, maybe, I wanted to convey
Articulating internal dialogue from my inner self
In introspects, I wanted to release it
Before it turns into a poetry
Just like what I did
In my entire living
I was waiting for the moment
That you would ask me,
"What's on your mind, lately?"
Just as how the Facebook used to have it -
On its surface.

On the way home, you asked,
If I could instead put all of my things to my backpack
I retorted, " I can multi-task by just carrying them with hands"
And so, you continued to drive along, taking me home

There's something that I wished I wanted to speak up to you
However, I need a perfect time for me to share my thoughts to you
As we continued crossing the roads, the unexpected tragedy happens
Someone crashed into us, leading us to an accident, we wished not to happen
The loud bang gives as a wound to remember
Now, I've been thinking about a different concept
I wanted to ask what's on your mind lately
Because mine's full of guilt and regret