Your screams are filled with the rage of the ocean
Dig your hands into the dirt and find the secrets you hid long agoYour giggles are filled with the beauty of the night
Reach your hands up into the void and find the memories you forgot long agoYour whispers are filled with the peacefulness of the sky
Put your hands into the fire and find the stories you imagined long ago
BINABASA MO ANG
The Pointless Book
RandomJust a collection of pointless thoughts from a pointless girl