I don't know what I'm doing
and it pains me to know I will never know
I'm broken in pieces by trying to connect all the dots that the universe is trying to let me see
the universe is putting all sorts of signs in front of me
and I either ignore them or am too oblivious to understand
I need to be destined for more
I know that
but what if all along I will be wrong
BINABASA MO ANG
If Pain Had a Voice
PoetryIf Pain had a voice, it would not speak at all; it would write down its despairs on paper. This is a collection of poems in which we see pain playing an important role in life. Everybody at least once have felt pain in their lives; these poems will...
