Why Did I Create This Blog

This is the post excerpt.


Been playing with words and always been wanting to share it. My mind’s contaminated with thoughts that are persuing to get out, like if I’m not going to write and express it, it will explode. This blog is a good thing for me, when I have no one to talk to, writing always makes me feel better.

Pointed Flaws and Imperfections

​Do you think I am not hurt?

Do you think it is okay?

Your words are like knives that keep on stabbing and tearing every part of me.

You are my sister.

We came from the same womb.

Your parents are also mine. 

But the way you give emphasis with my imperfections, it’s like you’re burning my soul.

I acted like “It’s fine, I already knew it”.

Yes I already knew it but it is still painful to hear it with criticism from you my dear sister.

You said I am stupid just because I can’t follow your comand and I am so clumsy.

My dear sister, you are not impaired.

You’ve got your pair of leg and long arms.

You can do those things that you want the stupid like me to do instead.

You said I’ve got a horrible jaw.

And my hair’s like a broom.

The way I sang suck.

My nose is not as pointed as yours.

That my lips will consume so much lipstick because of its thickness.

You are so full of yourself.

Yet I don’t hate you.

In fact, I am thankful.

You always insipre me every time you point my flaws.

You inspire me to be better than what you just see.

I’ll show you that despite of these flaws, I will succeed.

That it’s not about how clumsy and ugly I am.

I will show you that I can live a happy and honest life far from insecurities. Far from yours.

I’m Just A Typical Me

I am that kind of person who’ll just cover up with blanket and put an earphones on at midnight when I got sacred.

I am that kind of person who’ll just listen to a sad song to be able to cry and released every pain.

I am that kind of person who’ll murmur a lot when got pissed, but gets really silent when angry.

 I am that kind of person who’ll just cover up my worries with a smile.

I am that kind of person.

Paradigms Towards Progress

Patience were challenged

Strengths and weaknesses were known

To our fellows we engaged

Solution we’ve shown

We’ve got different attitude

But we dealt it with gratitude

For those our lessons

That thing changes so as the season

A great bond was formed

Makes our mind and heart well groomed

Not only for ourselves it is helpful

For the society as well it can be useful

Everything starts within us

With simple things we should not get fussed

We have to heartly do our best

So we can see our progress

To The Girl Who Needs To Be Valued

Hi! Accept that he got more pride than you. It seems so fine to him that you are not in good term, so stop. Stop reading your conversation like it’s your favorite piece of poem. Stop your attempts on messaging him. You should be valued. Not all the time that it’s you who should raise the white flag though you started it all. Let him persue you. You miss him but is he missing you? Let people realize your value. You may lose them but it’s their lost too. It’s their lost that they didn’t valued those who truly love them. You’ve been into so many pains on thinking other’s sake. It’s time for you think about yourself too. It hurts I know, but you can’t always be like that. Value yourself now so others will value you too. So dry that tears and just sleep. Tomorrow is gonna be fine.