Authentic

I am the filler of the sandwich. I am the meat in the burger. It's funny when you could have been the limelight, with so much potential to show people, they are worried about how the buns might get burnt instead. And when everything falls short, you are the one to blame, the meat, the key, the middle one. Eventually, you become what they thought of you to be, the meat. Just the meat. If only you could realize the man in me to be, if only, just for once...

I am weird in my own way. Authentic. I like music you don't understand, I like movies that bore people, I despise cheap music you like, and I'm not complaining, because you're just being you. But please don't you dare say you understand, cause you don't have a damn clue. You have no idea what it's like to be me. So, let me feel my pain when I breathe, let me take my boat and sail to my neverland. I may not be complete when I'm back, but if you can see my scars, I will be healed. So, if you will, let me be.

The Empty Post

You won't see a thing,
For this is the victim of oblivion,
For this is the state of your ignorance.

So march on,
Unrealize,
For I am the grain among the sand,
For I am the black among the black.

Known To None

Gone is the new dawn of tomorrow,

Gone with it is the bliss that’s yet to bring.
Like the coffee loses its caffeine charm,
Like the wheels refuse to spin.
Fly, and you just might touch the ceiling of sky,
Fly a dove, not a swan.
What if you failed?
What if it ain’t what if?
No boundaries has its own limitation,
No infinity, definitely.
Changing tides can be frequent,
Changing you is supersonic.
Build your world within the lines,
Build your tomb if you cross over.
Cast your enchantment and they’ll fall,
Cast again and you’ll do.
Fake, is cheap,
Fake, is you.
What does it mean to me?
What does it mean to you?

Placebo

I couldn't catch the best of both worlds. Maybe I shouldn't to begin with. They used to share a common denominator, and now I've lost my grips to both. I held on to the tip of the iceberg instead. As they're drifting away, they will tell you stories. Beautiful stories of promises and future, view of east coast leaves floating around like embers from burning trees in the winter. So beautiful that you'll never realize the catch they hold. Lies.

There is no innocence. We've grown and it's long gone. We were born with purity, before devil bent to take your hands, and naively we followed, until it comes a day when you can't recognize this feeling anymore. Devil of gold. And devil of your own self.

I am in a massive black hole from the explosion of your vengeance and hatred. I'm in need of a night with placebo. To sing me a lullaby in my veins and lie to me, to tell me things are gonna be alright, though life is in deep shit.

This is not where I belong,
So long,
To you who I once longed...

Carousel

Don't break even,
you gotta breakthrough.
Stop looping,
we gotta start running.
I'm not pretending,
though I know you are.
Please stop spinning,
I'm so sick of this.
Riding sick cycle carousel.

New

A new day, brings closure to everything that belongs to yesterday. Yesterday was only another part of life that held on to you before slipping away, yet the impact was so real you can only now look back and sigh in regrets or laugh with content. What was my yesterday? I can't be sure to say its the best or worst I've ever felt, but one thing I am sure of, that I am blessed, with what I was given and what I will be guided to. It was definitely magical and surreal the moment of closing the ring, everything kept pouring in like a train wreck in the heavenly kingdom, leaving me yet asking me to not to forget to remember them.

Looking back, see what's left of me? What's left of them? The moon needs to shift its course of rotation sometimes and so do we. Funny if you ask, "Should we?" There is no definite answer but it is not something in our hands to manipulate, we just did. We're looking at each other like seeing perfect strangers we've known forever, so familiar but yet so far away. A garden can be nurtured, cared and so beautifully planted, but that may not be forever, like humans, like us. Nevertheless, I like to think of us as water, all of us as a big pond, perhaps the ocean. I know you'll know why, because I'm certain you're hoping for the same thing too.

The moment everyone held their breath for the indicator explosion, I made a wish. To be exact, wishes. From selfishly for myself to selflessly, the world. Maybe these should not be told, but all in all, they share the same thing, for a beautiful today, a better tomorrow. And when they all come true, I'll know that's because we weren't just sitting, waiting and wishing.

Till then, may it be merry.

What is?

Ignorant.
Peacemaker.
Failed connector.
Filler.
The 11th Mate.
The 12th Man.
Paparazzi.
Invisible.
Envier.
Villain.
Balsa.
Deep.
Idiotic.
Louder.
Bittersweet.
Between.
Sorrow.
Sieved.

It is what it is.
Bitch.