Tila naumpog na hinliliit sa kanto ng mesa ang pakiramdam
Keber kung ala singko'y shampoot sabon ang agahan
Paano bang ito'y kakawaya't iisnabin ng hmmmp lamang
Kung ang maging bulok na patatas ay langit sa kutsong tunay naman
hubad mong sinasayawa't inaakit ang aking isipan
ako'y nililipad ng kilig, naka-angkas sa walis mong tangan ng marahan
habang akap ko ang ulap na ikaw, binuo ng aking isipan
naamoy bango ng yong pangakong sakit, gulo't kasiyahan
sa pagyakap nitong mga salita sa puso mo't kaluluwa
ako'y iwan mo ng kaunting pag-asa gamit ang de-kuryenteng pluma
sumpa mong bukas sa ilang milyong pusong pagal
sa akin nawa'y maging oda'ng sing ganda ng rosal
I have the tendency to spoil things that are supposed to be fun, plain and simple. I don't know why. To probably make it last forever, I think.
Pacquiao winning his fight with Cotto, led me to the conclusion that he sold his soul to the devil, and the devil's gaining more than just the normal interest.
Nais kong maging maligaya't malaya panandali, katulad ng sa ligayang lumalandi sa kumakaripas na dagang bahay habang ninamnam ang unang singhap sa simoy ng kalayaan, ilang segundo bago magsumilsik at bumarena sa kaniyang laman ang mainit na tae ng sana'y kabaliktaran at malamig na pinsan ng water gun, tulad ng barbecue stick sa barbecue'ng hilaw pa ang laman.
Pangarap kong muli'y makasakay, doon sa sakayan ng jeep.
Kung saan hindi aandar hanggat hindi puno and trip
Templong afro'ng malilim, mainit man o maulan
Pila ma'y mahaba't, kasunod na toratora'y mabagal
I wish the people blurred and the screaming lullabyes last
Never notice who's beside me, and who's staring whose ass
Wasted rides, fares and times, I wish they'd stop
Doon sa sakayan ng jeep, wish I could x the now, play the past.
I haven't been myself lately and been slacking off in everything I do. I have lost the vibe in giving attention to my life. I have done things, I shouldn't be doing. I took risks because they said "life is a risk". I have waited for something that doesn't even exist because I always believe that "patience is a virtue". I have waited, yet it never happened. I have waited, and waited for more. I have waited but I can't deal the pain anymore. Now it's time to accept that things aren't exactly what they are. They may look so simple but it can be just a facade. Or worst than that, it can be a trap. The next thing you know, you are already shackled and can no longer escape.
Now all I want is a sweet escape.
I am making my own mess. I am making my own misery. And I need a fuckload of strength to move on. I can't wait forever. I am only human. I get tired and most of all I am also vulnerable to pain.
