I will be probably fooling myself again. I always say to myself that I already give up, but deep, deep inside, I keep on holding on to what may seem intangible to other people. I keep on holding on because that intangible object I continue embracing inside of me is enough for me to face the problems that life brings me. I continue to hold back the tears that are welling up inside my eyes which are already tired of seeing myself blankly staring in the mirror. I keep on finding an ounce of strength that makes me get up from my beaten and painful knees after I take a fall.
Miski ako ay nalalabuan. Nalalabuan ako kung bakit lagi pa rin akong umuupo sa kaliwang bahagi ng dyipni at maramdaman ang pagkalungkot at pagkabigo, kung saan naman maaari akong umupo sa kanang bahagi ng dyipni tuwing pauwi na ako mula sa aking paaralan. Hindi naman siguro ito ang sanhi ng madalas na pananakit ng aking ulo.