Selfless Aside

I look around, seeing many in agony.
I lend a hand, I tried to think of a way out.

I look around, seeing many needed help.
I spare some time, tried to ease their burden.

When I look at me, I only ask myself to go for it.
To work extra hard, and relieve those with agony, and help those with burden.
After a time, my mind still on it, but my body gave up.
Then, and only then, I take a good look at myself in the mirror and realise
how I've let myself go.
How little I think of myself. How I've been neglecting my needs.

Now I made a promise, to see myself first before putting others on my view.
All the time of putting myself on the very last line of the list is over.
For now I realize that to take care of others, I need to take care of myself first.
Selfless isn't wrong, but you can't do anything if yourself isn't as strong as your will.

I Never Exist

I'm good at running. Running from my problems. Running from my life.
I'm good at hiding. Hiding from my family, my friends and, basically, the whole world.
I'm good at lying. I never even blink an eye whenever I tell lies.
I'm good at pretending. Pretending that everything's okay when it's absolutely not.
I'm good at denying. Denying my sadness, my anger, my feelings.

I'm good at this and that and a million different things, I'm basically an expert.
But when it comes to love, I'm helpless, I'm powerless and I'm the biggest fool.
Love leaves no space for me to slip in. Love pushed me away every second and made me the only outsider.
I'm incapable of loving and being loved. To love, I never exist.

Dear God

Dear God,
Will you be angry if I tell You that I'm tired?
Life is a struggle, a never-ending battle. But can I, once in a while, give in to fatigue?
I'm not giving up. I'll work hard and harder.
I'm not complaining, but time and time again I found my mind is as exhausted as my body.

Dear God,
Will you be angry if I tell You that I'm tired?
Everything I do is for my loved ones.
Stay true to the words of pray I've told you while in tears.
I am very grateful of all that You gave me.

Dear God,
Will you be angry if I tell You that I'm tired?
It feels like everyone is moving forward, while I'm staying put.
People gone places, while my feet is planted to the ground.
Learning new things while my time stood still.

Dear God,
Will you be angry if I tell You that I'm tired?
I only wish, I only pray for that little bit of change.
A chance, an opportunity to do things for me and me only.
My time to stop looking out the window and just be outside.

Dear God, please don't be angry. All I want is to live my life.

An Unwelcome Memory

You are an unwelcome memory. It was that word that flashed through my mind when I saw your name, when I saw your picture. I was only checking a notification when it happened. One harmless everyday thing that lead me to you. Yes, you.... a thousand of  agonies.
Despite all that, I couldn't stop myself to tap on your name. And I saw how you've become. Almost fifteen years in the dark, and now I saw you again. You were pretty much the same. Almost identical with the old you, only with a few deeper lines here and there. Your smile is still the way I remembered it, not that I want to remember it. You're still....
Stop. I need to stop. I couldn't afford to open the door to a locked past. I can't let the flood rushed in, knocking me down to a pit of what ended with tears and heartache. Such long history between us, twenty two years, but the pain feels a lot longer than that.
For some reason, now you keep popping up. Every single story of mine bear your name. It's as if you're stealing glances of how I am today.
Stop. I need you to stop. Before you penetrate my dreams by force and left me unhinged once more. Before you struck a blow to a peaceful life I've been guarding so carefully.
Right now I only want you to be, I only need you to be, an unwelcome memory.

-IG of T-

Good vs Evil

Can we make mistakes without being aware of it?
Out of the blue taking the hit?

Trying to live life as someone good, nice, kind
might no longer be enough
People now play a game of mind
and the loser had it rough.

Evil is a real deal.
It makes people incapable to feel.
When greedy has consume.
They won't even blink in causing gloom.

Is being generous out of date?
Do we have to be all suspicious and planting hate?
Because if evil is not an illusion.
Should we live in a world where kindness is on a brink of extinction?

The Great Pretender

I have a book full of stories. Filled with smile, laughter, tears, sadness. All my life, not even once have I let anyone take a peak, let-alone read through the pages.
I have live my whole life as two very different person. One for everyone to see, and one only for myself to keep. No matter how kind someone is to me, I've never let them know what is really going on inside.
Through the years I've learn to masked my sadness with anger. Through the years I have learn to concealed my tears in a smile. I can laugh while crying inside. I can smile while being stabbed and bleed to death.
You can say that, just like the famous old song, I am the great pretender. Nothing shows, nothing came through. I will remain a mystery to everyone.
I have often asked myself: "Why?"
I have often find an answer: "I'm scared and I'm scarred."
Once, I've shown my true self to another soul. I let everything float on the surface with hopes that they'd understand, that they'd be my rock through it all. But I only got everything thrown right back at me. Saw them cowered with fear, sneer with disgust and mock with pity. The shock of my life it was. From then on, I have sworn to myself not to repeat the same mistake again. Not to be persuaded by anything ever again.
Yes, call me a great pretender. Look in my eyes and you won't see what's true and what's not. For I will forever remain a mystery.

Secretly

I look at you, secretly.
Your face, your smile, your heart of gold shining through.

I listen to you, secretly.
The way you talk, the way you laugh, even the sound of you breathing.

I dream of you, secretly.
Sweet, romantic, out of this world episodes.

I befriended time, to wait for you to look my way.
I befriended chance, for you to see me as I am.
I want to let it out, but I can't.
I never knew how.
All those things I'm afraid you'll never know,
Cos I love you, secretly.