For she love her life
Yet her life doesn't love her
She doesn't know who she is
She, yet not love herself
She's looking for an answer
In every questions on her head
She wants to be better
But she don't know where to start
She just want to be loved
A love that is unconditional
That there's no point of turning back
She wants to be beautiful
But she don't know how
She just want to please everybody
With her charm and smile
She wants to be smart
But she always suck
There's no words entering
In her brain and mind
She just want to be accepted
For who she become
She just want to be better
Inside and out.
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This poem I wrote way back 2016 is imperative to me. I wrote this while i'm cryin' like a baby bcos I've eaten by so much insecurities and I lose my self-esteem but always remember that certain things happen for a reason.
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Unspoken Poetry
PoetryIf there's a spoken, there's unspoken one. Composed of my unsaid words that I eventually turned into a poem (tagalog/english) about life, love and everything in between.
