Flying (02/15/10)

I'm a mess.
I don't know where to go, who to turn to.
I'm on the edge of losing it, but no I won't.

Indifferent, that's how i feel
I'm hurt, yes one too many times.
I want to be insensitive from now on.

I'd rather go away than be here
Won't make much difference if I stay
I'd feel worse if I do.

But there's one thing I'm looking forward to
And that is, being able to finally fly
I'd risk the jitters, just to know how that feels.

Pen, Paper & Books.

So I'm reading a book "The Last Song" by Nicholas Sparks, my cousin, Bea recommended it to me and so far I'm doing a pretty good job of fulfilling my resolution to finally read a book this year. I love it when i learn new words and they get stuck in my head that I use it often.

One more thing. I'm actually writing this story which is inspired by the book. I think i'm getting there, I will post it here once I'm ready:)

BTW, I went to school while ago and man, I saw/witnessed real poetry there. Miss Kooky Tuason is such an awesome awesome person. You gotta love her.

Dreamer

Like a hustler
I keep on fighting
For daily struggles, hunger pains
And finding my inner being

Like a grown-up
I keep on learning
That life isn't always easy
And I still don't know what I'm doing

Like a traveler
I keep on walking
Through life's roads and detours
There were lots of running and hiking

But like a dreamer
I keep on wishing
That someday I'll be happy
And enjoy the air I'm breathing