Friendzone (Of Meaningless Poetry)

What a sudden rush

Of blood in the head

Voices suddenly hushed

Felt like I'm almost dead.

The world moves slow

Awkward glances

Your face glows

I hide down the fences.

But I was Taylor Swift

And you were Ed Sheeran

You gave me a lift

But I just run.

You gave me that gold rush

But I wasn't sure if it's a love song

So red I blushed

I run again alone.

Maybe it's just a lullabye

Just a meaningless poetry

I better bid goodbye

Get lost in the city.

Cause I gave you my heart 

Disguised in an open book

A long time ago in the dark

I see you didn't even look.

And You read me like a magazine

Except my heart so blurry

I feel you like a second skin

But everything now I bury.

West

For no reason... 

I just miss this song...

...Since you never noticed

The way that we belong

I'll say it in a love song.🎧

Prism by the window 📷

Manila Sky

One of my not so good habit is Overthinking.

I overthink on almost everything that sometimes I fear that I'm already losing my mind. 

Sometimes I think that I already have anxiety because I can't sleep, just like right now, because I am thinking why my boss needs to talk to me first thing in the morning.

It's crazy...

My mind is blowing like hell.

Sometimes I think people thinks that I am strong... But just because I act like one.

I just act like one.

But my mind is fragile.

Sstooooopppp!!!!!!!!!!!

🧠🙈🙉🙊

The Crown

I wear my Scars like a Crown. 👑

Future Ponders

Not all Chances are worth grabbing for...

For some are meant to be ignored today for future pondering.

So we could have something to think of when we get old...

Something to ponder and ask what if...

Just to stir our minds when everything is old and faded...

Even though 'What If' is just a state of mind.

Though we know what we've missed...

Still, if given the chance, we will still Not grab that chance.

Not because it is not worthy...

But because we can't afford to lose it.

So might as well not have it.

For you cannot lose what you never had.

Early Morning Photography

When I'm away, I will remember how you kissed me

Under the lamppost back on Sixth street

Hearing you whisper through the phone,

"Wait for me to come home" - Ed Sheeran

AVALON

Do not forget me after the war

How we promised from afar

That we will meet again at this park

And dream again beneath the stars.

Do not forget me after the war

After the chaos, after the dark

When all that is left are the debris of our hearts

Pieces are strewn and torn apart.

Do not forget me after war

As we breath the dawn of a new spark

As we hear the new song of a lark

As the great Avalon finally rise back.