She never looked nice. She looked like art. And art wasn’t supposed to be nice. It was supposed to make you feel something.
(7/26/17) After we broke up, my ex-boyfriend taught me how to become a strong independent woman. I am too dependent, he knows that. And so before he left, he stressed out that I need to be independent- not for the people I love, but for the sake of my own self. By then I learned … Continue reading Strong, Independent Woman 👩
You’re a late bloomer, Afraid to take the spotlight Now on you twentieth, Let your colors shine bright You don’t need a drastic change Nor ask for everyone’s approval You just got to be you Imperfect, yet genuine and true
8.11.17 CBI I once cried for so many reasons The world is cruel, giving a lot of complications But there comes a woman with abnegation in her eyes A woman who wiped my tears and took away the sadness in my heart I once complained about my life coz I can’t feel fairness Wondering why … Continue reading A Poem For My Mom on her 59th Birthday 💓
You will be my source of words in times which I don’t have anything to write. And I will be the first and the last person to appreciate your films when the whole world rejected your stories. You will be my mentor in music, arts and everything in between whenever I am depressed about something. … Continue reading To my love: Read this whenever you get tired of something.