Fallen On Deaf Ears

I made this poem for a high school crush way back 2006. I won’t tell who. xD

Kunot nanaman yang noo mo
Mga mata’y nagluluksa
Hindi na matatago ng tawa ang tunay na nadadama
Hinahabol-habol mo pa rin ba siya?
Kahit gasgas na’t sugatan ang iyong kaluluwa
Nakakatawa, dama ko sa iyo
ang nararamdaman mo sa kanya.

Bakit pilit na pinagpipilitan ang sarili?
Bakit pinagpapaguran mo pa?
Kung sa kabila ka lang tumingin, nakita mo na sana.
Nakakatawa, sa mata mo ay siya lang ang nakikita
Sa isip ko, ikaw lang ang nagpapagulo.

This game that we play has finally come to a close. I’m not surprised. To think that I’ve tried to win this thing and still end up a loser. When it was me I’m fighting against with all along.

I’ve tried to get over this before yet when you’re there I still go after you.

But the best way to discourage an undesirable habit is to IGNORE it. At least, that what B.F Skinner told me. Ha-ha.

We’ll see, I haven’t regretted anything that happened–yet. That should be a good sign.

Badtrip. I just realized, half of the decisions I make last for just about a bat of an eyelash. Ganito na ba talaga ako kabilis magbago ng isip? This suck, man. I am NOT one bit proud of it.

Maybe all of this just boils down to that person. I say to myself that I’d let it go, then the next thing I know, I already gave in again.