Romans & histoires Poor Unfortunate Souls Lyrics

I really feel the pain that she has been feeling right now. Cause I may be homeless, but not hopeless Fatherless but fearless I've got myself, I've got my freedom But I'm searching for my home...... My home.. And her tears start coming out.. I feel shrank inside seeing her crying and continue singing even her voice started to cracked... Cause I am hurting but not helpless Full of strength and scars I'm out here in the darkness Looking for a light to call home Looking for a light to call home........ Bawat word ng lyrics ng kanta bakit parang tamang tama sa kanya... Bakit sa paraan ng pag kanta niya para niya ito kwenekwento...

I'm way too good at goodbyes (I'm way too good at goodbyes) I'm way too good at goodbyes (I'm way too good at goodbyes) I know you're thinking I'm heartless I know you're thinking I'm cold I'm just protecting my innocence I'm just protecting my soul I'm never gonna let you close to me Even though you mean the most to me 'Cause every time I open up, it hurts So I'm never gonna get too close to you Even when I mean the most to you In case you go and leave me in the dirt But every time you hurt me, the less that I cry And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry And every time you walk out, the less I love you Baby, we don't stand a chance, it's sad but it's true I'm way to good at

I should study this for next time so I won’t have to endure this again. I was lost in my thoughts when a loud thud broke the silence. I turned to my right and saw a group of girls gathered together. I approached them, only to find out that babygirl was surrounded by them. She was hunched over, kneeling on the floor. Such a waste of flawless skin. A chubby girl grabbed babygirl’s bag and opened it. The girls threw everything from the bag onto babygirl. Wow, what a piece of shit this girl is. “Serves you right, bitch!” – said the skinny girl with a grin. She probably thinks she’s cute, looking like she was born from a broomstick.

“I hope you also heal from the things your bottled up a long time ago. I hope you find someone who will understand your depths.” “Stop.” Pigil niya rito pero ayaw nito magpaawat. “But a life's a different game The sorrow and the pain. Only you can change. Your world tomorrow.” Recite nito ang kanta ni Cinderalla. “Stop.” Mariin ko ng banggit sa kaniya. “We suffered different kind of pain from the battle we didn't understand. But I hope, just like Cinderella you'll going to slay it.”

Unti-unting lumamlam ang kanyang mga mata, nagbabadyang emosyon ang nakikita ko, isa na doon ang pangungulila. "Hindi ba't tama naman ako? Isa ka sa dahilan bakit ako narito ngayon? At nararanasan ang kahirapan kagaya ng sa tao, but thanks to you, I met them. Hindi ko alam kong sino ako, kung wala sila. They thought me how to be good enough. To help without expecting anything in return, not like demons like you. Tumutulong kayo, at gusto niyong ang tulong na iyon ay palaging may kapalit." Tugon ko.

Siya ang babaeng kahit gaano karumi ang paligid, marunong tumindig nang marangal. “So what if we’re poor?!” bulyaw ni Chloe at humarap kung nasaan man si Lynda, nanginginig na ang boses nito hindi na niya napigilan, e. “Kahirapan ba ang kasalanan ngayon? Dahil lang wala kaming pera, pwede niyo na kaming yurakan?!”

The acoustic guitar started playing along with the piano. "I hope this song would mean something to someone who is going through a tough time. Know that your not alone." wika ng song leader. He started plucking his guitar and the song was familiar to me. My smile failed as I heard the first line as the female lead singer sang it. 'Are you hurting and broken within? Overwhelmed by the weight of your sin? Jesus is calling Have you come to the end of yourself? Do you thirst for a drink from a well?

Napangiti siya nang mapait. “And I never deserved someone like you, Lucky.” Bumigat ang boses niya. “But now... the only person I feel sorry for is myself.” “Because I let go of the most beautiful thing that ever happened to me.” Pumikit siya sandali bago muling nagsalita. “I just hope Malik realizes how precious his sunshine is... before it's too late.”

Ano bang inaasahan ko? But instead of softening, my heart stayed hard and cold. Mahirap man sila… hindi nito nababago kung sino siya. Poverty is not an excuse for everything, I insisted silently, shutting off any hint of pity before it could even start. Maraming mahihirap yung lumalaban ng patas, nagtratrabaho ng marangal, at hindi oportunista.

Kung hindi dahil sa akin hindi sana siya nagkagano'n. I'm such a badluck and a burden. Now I understand why my name was made like this. Agony will be always my twin for life that brought grief within me. Mas mabuti na sigurong mag-isa nalang ako habang buhay para walang madamay sa kamalasan ko. If staying away from them means saving their lives from misfortune, then It'll be blissful grief. Being alone will serve as my blissful grief.