Mahal Limang letra na nagpupuno sa aking pagkatao. Sa bawat ngiti mo, Tinutunaw mo ang aking puso. Tunay ngang binuo mo ako. Ngunit bakit muling nawasak ako? Ayaw mo na ba? Hindi na ba ako? Nagbago na tayo. Nasaan na ang mga pangako? Mga salitang binitawan mo. Pagmamahal na aking natagpuan, buong sarili ko'y ginawang puhunan, binigay at ginawa lahat ng makakayanan. Pero pagmamahal niya'y hindi mo na maramdaman. Lahat ng sakripisyo ay hindi masusuklian. Hanggang kailan mo ito mapagtitiisan? Aasang siya ang aking walang hanggan. Siya ang kaligayahan, aking buhay ay kaniyang kinulayan. Ngunit magaling lang ba sa pinagsimulan? Ngayo'y araw araw nang walang saya. Napalitan ng mga pumapatak na luha. Siya ngayon ay nagdudulot na nang problema, ngunit patuloy na inaantay ang tugon sa iyong mga sana. Oo, ikaw ay sigurado na, ngunit siya'y nagaalinlangan pa. Mahal ka ba dahil kailangan ka? O kail...

Laughter  never leaves, Even if your eyes are filled with  tears . Your lips are curved, but your heart is filled with  fear . When the truth is in front of you,  loud and clear . You avoid to be like your naner, A master of being a  martyr . Afraid of making a choice, because you don't have an  eraser . You were once neat and plain, now you are a crumpled  paper . Your phone is a witness, To all of your weaknesses. You start hiding them with multiple faces, And you don't want anyone to meddle with your business. But you started to talk about the issue, And asked how to make it throug h. But nobody had a clue, That you were breaking in two. You already have four eyes to see, But you became blind to notice that you can be  free . Use your instincts and you will find the answer to your plea, To finally experience the  truest glee . He might be the  good man , But he isn't the  rig...

Writing a letter To one in particular The joys of being bored Of a girl that is junior. Its a Saturday Afternoon, In a very cold room She bangs her head on her desk, Being frustrated by the letter to no one in particular. She tries to stop, but she just cannot Not knowing any reason To creating in such thing But the words just keeps flowing and she continues in writing. Maybe because Valentines is coming,, Oh no! Not that thing! She doesn't believe in love, She controls being in love. No, stop with the thought. She  doesn't like Valentines, The only holiday she dreads, She just couldn't bare the sweetness of couples that are her friends. She does believe in love, Love for family and friends, But controls when it comes to the other, She had enough, the thought gives her shivers. Now back to the letter, To no one in particular, Its not a wish list or a love letter, Its just a normal one for someone special to ...