I kept a blindfold just above my eyes,
To not see things that may hurt me,
To block the tears from going out each cries,
In my home, I still can't have the spare key.
I keep the hood above my head, hair let down to cover my face,
I don't know why, but it's always been dull days,
And in this dull moments, all I do is laze,
But you see, I'm still stuck in this stupid maze.
BINABASA MO ANG
Nightingale (A Poetry Collection)
Poetry:a small brown European bird that sings a beautiful song especially at night. Just some random poems I had in mind... I usually thought of this around nighttime hence the title XD Btw, all of this doesn't make sense ┐(￣ヘ￣)┌ This book is dark, please...
