Wala

Wala kang sinabi

Walang dapat panindigan

 

Pagod na magtanong

Na wala rin namang kasagutan

Bakit pa sinimulan kung aalis din lang

Bakit pa nanatili, maiiwan lang na luhaan

Hindi ba sapat

Ano pa ba ang kulang

Saan na ba patungo 

Ang buhay na inilaan

Huli na ang pagsisisi

Wala nang mangyayari

Andun ka

Andito ako

Magkaiba ang mundo

Wala palang tayo 

WHY?

Haven't asked that question to myself for a long time. Instead of wracking my brains 

to all the possible answers to that most hard one word question, 

my immediate resort: Everything happens for a reason.

Why do I have to go through this?

Why am I the way I am?

Why can't I be better?

Why am I here?

Instead of honest answers to these questions to myself, alibis will be created.

The truth is hard to admit. The painful truth will haunt even in broad daylight. 

Ok, this doesn't make sense. 

Why?

Everything happens for a reason?

You can make things happen. You can't just let everything blame to fate.

For the things you can control, make do. For things you can't, let it be.