P**   Put your thoughts to words

O  Over a piece of paper, computer screen - or whatever

E   Edit your work to your satisfaction

T  Tell us tales with your fingers - let it be your voice  

R   Read your work over, and then read someone else's

Y   Yearn to express yourself, again and again

I don't like when people ask me:
"How are you doing"
So casually!!
I can never give them a real answer
The simple one they want.
So I lie to myself
Trying to feel something better..
"pretty good"
"I'm, (afraid) alright"
"Doing well"
When really
I honestly don't know how I feel..
And its frustrating
That I lie
Not being able to give you
the answer you want
Not being able to say
What my heart wants..

If camera could capture the emotion
You would surely hurt me
To show I am mad for you
But I would makeup through smile
To prove you wrong!!!

It’s not everyday
That you meet someone
Who’d change the way
You perceive the world

It’s not everyday
That you meet someone
Who’d very slowly
Break down your walls
Like how a baby slowly learns to crawl

It’s not everyday
That you meet someone
Who’d make your life
Seem so interesting
Talk to you from morning till night
About your past, present, and even your future.

It’s not everyday
That you meet someone
Whom you could never stop talking to
Because even when the world around you is chaotic
You know that in that person
There is only peace and happiness
And love

It’s not everyday
That you meet someone
Who’d leave
As easily as how they came
As if nothing ever happened between you two
As if their absence is nothing to you
And despite all the pain
Despite all the tears
Despite all the months you spent
Thinking of what went wrong
You choose to love
Because what else can you do
When you’ve met the one
And they let go of you?

I used to keep my heart on my sleeve
so naive and easily deceived
any lie told to me, I would believe
my mind fought what my heart perceived

trying to find all of the right signs
I hid my heart and tried my mind
then within those dark confines
I've come to find that my heart was blind

Lethargy follows the facade
But I can no longer pretend.
This is how it has always been.
How it always will be.