My Lord, Hi. Actually, I don't know what to say, or perhaps I'm not sure HOW to say it. Remember when I told you I want out? I was serious that time. I still want to be out, you know. It's because I'm tired of feeling hurt and ignored. I'm tired of disappointments. Not just… Continue reading Faith smaller than a mustard seed: An Open Letter to God.
Lesson Learned: Always leave something for yourself even if it's just a single piece. A poem I've written when I was twelve. Luckily, I've kept a notebook full of my old poems, but anyway, I remember every word of this particular poem by heart because it was when I wrote this that I realised how, indeed,… Continue reading A Piece for My self