know that this is me

i have always wondered what this flower really is...but by the name itself, it sounds like very me. so rare, so strong, so attention-getter. Don't get me wrong. I do not mean this is how other people find me. This is simply my own personal assessment of myself. I know I am unique and there is something about my uniqueness. pretty soon, you too will be very curious about me. Hold on! I am about to unleash myself but just wait. right now, i am still a simple, daring and vibrant wildflower growing in its most comfortable zone and of course, wanting to get out of that zone. so i grow just anywhere! i grow when I am with you, i grow when I am with someone else, I grow when I am with anyone else...No one can stop me from growing. and like a wildflower, i grow even when no one helps me grow. because in my own little way, i learn from my mistakes. i learn from everything around me. i learn from every minute detail of my life.

yes, I am wild...I am free...and I am simply me! you can't change me so all you've got to do is LIKE me. hah! take note, you can't even prune me down because no matter how much effort you would do to have me withered, i will always find a way to grow and grow and flourish. so you better watch out!

to my detractors, i pity you! it's so sad that you have to step on my shoes just to help yourself up on a pedestal but you are pretty mistaken there...just one false move and that pedestal where you think you are right now, will soon collapse...i am so sorry for you! 

look down, watch out for me as i grow beautifully anywhere around the garden!

So don't you ever dream of making me stay in a garden nor place me inside a pot. 

I am simply unstoppable so be careful!

torn

i am brokenhearted

missing someone dearest

i am still not totally released from the pain of losing someone i love so much. My mom. the pain is still unbearable, always like the first time. time and time again, i feel like dying and giving up. the loneliness is just so immense and nostalgia is so unfathomable, making me so weak and vulnerable. i have no one but God. no, i have my apple and red. and they both love me so much. i have manoy, ate loida, ate leah, ate bem and joan. i have papa. but i still feel so incredibly empty. nobody could ever replace mama's special place in my heart. i am missing mama every now and then.missed her comforting words telling me how things would just fal into their places. i missed her touch of assurance giving me hope that tomorrow will be a new day with the same radiant sun awating to shine on me. mama's presence had a magical effect that brings about healing and comfort . now, her absence is piercing me deep down inside.

i promised to rely only in God. I did and I still do! If it wasn't for God, i wouldn't be here today, surviving. loneliness is such an unattractive word that is undefinable. but the heart who has it can absolutely define it. it is what you feel when you long for someone you know you'll never ever see anymore.

my tears uncontrollably trickle down my cheeks and have blurred my vision..

so sadddddddddddd...and crying!!!

the birth of a flower

she is one of those
born on the 10th day of May
a young lady, a lonely rose
who finally went her way
to reaching the path she chose
she blossomed one day
as a beautiful lady, off she goes
and off she will stay

wildflower

skylark

She's faced the hardest times,
You could imagine
And many times,
Her eyes fought back the tears
And when her youthful world,
Was about to fall in
Each time her slender shoulders,
Bore the weight of all her fears
And a sorrow no one hears
Still rings in midnight silence
In her ears

Let her cry,
For she's a lady
Let her dream
For she's a child
Let the rain,
Fall down upon her
She's a free and gentle flower
Growing wild

And if by chance,
I should hold her
Let me hold her for a time
But if allowed just one possession
I would pick her from the garden,
To be mine

Ummmm....................
Be careful how you touch her,
For she'll awaken
And sleep's the only freedom,
That she knows
And when you walk into her eyes,
You won't believe
The way she's always payin'
For a debt she never owes
And a silent wind still blows
That only she can hear
And so, she goes

Let her cry,
For she's a lady
Let her dream,
For she's a child
Let the rain
Fall down upon her
She's a free and gentle flower
Growing wild

Let her cry,
For she's a lady
Let her dream,
For she's a child
Let the rain
Fall down upon her
She's a free and gentle flower
Growing wild

She's a flower
Growing wild

She's free.......