trying to be resilient in front of so many, i be vulnerable in my writing
when i am with myself only
that's how life is
seems like everyone can't be their truest to anyone

i love it when the wind blows slowly
taking it times to caress everything it passed by, including me
moreover when it is at night
when i lied under the starlight

in the deepest feeling of the night
when there is no one else i can fight
what i scared the most
is myself

within the beauty of darkenss
in a place where there is no light
the only one i can see is myself
the only person i can trust to hug me tight