ask
her
ask
when
(ask and
ask
and ask
again and)ask a
brittle little
person fiddling
in
the
rain
(did you kiss
a girl with nipples
like pink thimbles)
ask
him
ask
who
(ask and
ask
and ask
ago and)ask a
simple
crazy
thing
singing
in the snow
im gonna die
mamatay na ako
kamatyunon na ko.
depression
hay naku
i hate myself for hating my room
i hate myself for being hateful
i hate losing my phone
i hate feeling troubled
i hate talking to myself
i hate the rain
i hate hating
im tired
tired of thinking
tired of being alone literally
tired of staring at the ceiling
tired of wishing i have my phone
tired of longing
tired of being hungry
im so hungry
hunger for food
hunger for God
hunger for somebody, anyone to talk to
hunger for happiness
i am happy
happy to realize all this
happy to lose my hate after realizing
happy to accept the fact that i don't have my phone
happy to love
and to believe that i am loved.