Rhyme Poem About Self Mga Nobela at Kwento

I sighed in frustration. "Looking at the beautiful sea. Holding a can of beer to ease my anxiety. I realized that I Still cannot see the real meaning of things that put through my shoulders. Although the sky reflects the tranquility, even the ocean waves tried to reached the sand. My eyes saw the visibility of a raging waves having the shadow of the sun. I am lost cause I felt the chain attached to me and I will never be free."napatulala lang ako lalo habang binibigkas ang sarili kong poem na nagawa sa pagmamasid sa paligid at pag iisip. "How to escape this kind of destiny? If my mind is troubled with uncertainty." I continued.

You shout it out, but I can't hear a word you say I'm talking loud, not saying much I'm criticized, but all your bullets ricochet Shoot me down, but I get up I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose Fire away, fire away Ricochet, you take your aim Fire away, fire away You shoot me down, but I won't fall I am titanium You shoot me down, but I won't fall I am titanium Cut me down, but it's you who'll have further to fall Ghost town and haunted love Raise your voice, sticks and stones may break my bones I'm talking loud, not saying much I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose

It seems like it's giving me back the energy I lost for doing my best to survived the day. "I want to be like you," wala sa sariling sabi ko sa buwan na para bang naririnig ako nito. "I want to be someone's light in the dark," I added then I smiled bitterly. "But how will I do that if I can't even provide myself the light to get out of the dark I'm in right now? How can...I help someone if I can't even help myself? H-How can I stop someone from drowning when I'm also trying my best not to drown? H-How can---" I stopped and tightly closed my eyes when I felt that my tears were about to fall.

Nang mahimasmasan ay inayos ko ang sarili, ginamit ko ang bigay na lipstick sa akin ni Shiela, kinapalan ko ang paglalagay ko sa aking labi. Kaya ko ito! Kakayanin ko ito! Kailangan kong mabayaran si Shiela at ang mga kaibigan ko. Kailangan kong magpatuloy para kila tatay. Hindi ako pwedeng sumuko na lamang. Kaya mo ito Lyrica! Ayusin mo ang sarili mo! Tibayan mo ang loob mo, utang na loob. Hinampas hampas ko ang aking dibdib habang sinasabi iyon sa aking sarili.

Isang perpektong eksena, isang pamilyang buo, masaya, at walang puwang para sa kanya. Kasunod ng larawan ang maikling mensahe: [Kung may konting self-respect ka pa, huwag ka nang pumunta rito at ipahiya ang sarili mo.] Hindi na niya kailangang hulaan kung kanino galing iyon.

I feel hope—sharp, steady, real. And I know, somehow, we have to hold together. Or we die. Or worse… we lose ourselves. Gold and black swirl, my heartbeat pounding against their rhythm. I close my eyes. I will fight. I will not be taken. I will not be broken. And I will not leave him.