labyrinths of faith

forgive me lord for saying this,
but i sometimes think you don't exist
or if you do, you just don't care
my lord, are you really there??


why do crimes cover this earth?
is death an answer to every birth?
i know dying is part of this world,
but why do you take the good ones first??


why let man kill in your name?
are you concerned or playing a game?
i believe you have every power there is
why don't you use it to bring us peace?


i am just human, a sinful child
but i just can't help but ask you why
forgive me lord for doubting your plans
save my soul with your nail pierced hands...

lady of tears

a life of heartaches is what she's had,
most of the time she's crying, sad,
but when it seems she can't take no more,
she lifts her head and still goes on...

she and only she alone
is the strongest woman i have ever known
she's always there to lend a hand,
she loved me in every way she can...

she fills a void in my soul
in my life she played a major role
inspired me to forget my hate
and to sacrifice for other's sake

she doesn't offer many things,
but irreplaceable is the love she brings
a woman that's timid, humble and shy,
she will always be our one and only NANAY...


till we meet again Donya Guelay....

NOT LIKE THE MOVIES

october 16th was an ordinary day

until you, messiah, took my mom's strength away

she never recovered and neither did i

she's been gone a long time but i still cry

i so vividly recall praying so hard

thinking that you'd grant the desire of my heart

just like the movies i counted on you

oh it hurts to learn that movies ain't true

unlike the movies, she never stood up

you gave her another year,should i thank you for that?

i promised myself not to question you anymore

but what happened was not like the movies at all

"ask and you shall receive"- oh is that really true?

how come i didn't get what i was asking from you?

not like the movies,there was no shining light

and not like the movies you were nowhere in sight

life is a play and the world's a stage

we are but actors, your entertainment slaves

and the truth hit me hard like slamming on a wall

what you are preaching ain't like the movies at all...

UNTITLED

mah mind's uneasy, i'm startin' to shake
this burden's becoming too much too take
when will mah sorrow ever come to an end?
will i ever get to see happy days again?

i am no hero, don't ever think i'm such
in reality, i have been beaten too much
i am but human, why can't all of you see?
sometimes i have to deal with mah own misery

i can't always be there when you need mah hand
how can i lift you when i mahself can't stand?
how can i carry you when mah own life's a mess?
i am but human, i need some time to rest

as everything goes on, i start to lose strength
the part of me that lifts you is fading less and less
no i won't abandon you, don't think that i will
just give me time cause i've got mah own scars that needs to heal

i am all dried up, i have given all to you
if all i did ain't enough then there's nothing else i could do
when mah life is over, think not of what i've done
i'll do mah best to help you,until mah life is gone...

SENTIMENTS

mah heart's crying softly

alone it bleeds with pain

life has been so empty

there's been unending rain

why am i in this world?

what is mah reason to live?

why is mah soul full of anger?

why is mah face soiled with tears?

people can lean upon me

i can carry their burdens for them

but i lean on nobody,

alone i will be till tha end

i have no great achievements

i have no outstanding wealth

but still i need a best friend

cause even heroes cry for help....

when make up becomes messed up

cosmetics have long been a part of women's (and men's) history, and it has long been a cause of irritation for me. i just can't understand why people put on too much make up that they start looking like corpses covered in paint. cosmetics are called make up because it should MAKE your FACE UP, not destroy your looks and in the process ruin someone else's day. i would understand if i saw heavy make up on tv or on a fashion show, but at work- that's mothafuck*n irritating. what's even more irritating is these women (and gays) are ugly, and they become uglier with all the bullshit they put on their faces. emo look, diva look, all these stupidity with make up makes me want to snap and shoot all these people. since they wear make up like corpses, i better make them real corpses. i know i'm becoming arrogant and opinionated again but for me, being simple is better most of the time. you think i'm talking nonsense here? look the pictures of these god damn heavily made up corpses so you can share my sentiments...
or you can start wearing heavy make up too and be an asshole like them.....
fuck ya'll

PILIPINO AKO-sigurado ka?

PILIPINO AKO- nakasulat sa hindi mabilang na tshirt, nakadikit sa mga sasakyan, ginawang keychain,tattoo at ano ano pa...

PILIPINO AKO- sigurado ka??????

PILIPINO KA BA? ikaw na mas pipiliin kumain ng naglalakihang burger at fries kesa sa tuyo,tinapa o daing... ikaw na ilang daang beses na pumasok sa mga kilalang tindahan ng damit gaya ng MANGO, GUESS at iba pa pero hindi nalalaman na may isang tindahan pala na nagngangalang KULTURA PILIPINO.
oo ikaw. ikaw hunghang ka na humahalakhak sa tuwing nagsasalita ng mali maling ingles si pacquiao pero nakyukyutan sa mga banyaga na nagpupumilit matuto ng tagalog...
ikaw na natutong makinig sa lahat ng uri ng musika- rnb,metal,rock,hiphop,emo....lahat napakingan mo na... OPM na lang ang hindi....

PILIPINO KA? ikaw na hindi magawang tulungan ang isang matandang pilipinang babae na tumawid ng kalsada pero nagkukumahog na buhatin ang bagahe ng isang banyaga na mas malaki nang di hamak sayo....

ikaw, kayo, tayo na ang tawag sa mga kasambahay na nagtratrabaho sa ibang bansa ay DOMESTIC HELPER samantalang ang mga kasambahay dito sa pilipinas ay tinatawag nating KATULONG. ano ang pinagkaiba nila? wala, maliban lang sa pagkakataon na ang amo ng isang domestic helper ay BANYAGA....

 PILIPINO ka bang matatawag kung mas interesado ka pa kung magkano naibenta ang buhok ni justin bieber kesa sa kalagayan ng mga pilipino sa libya????

ikaw na nakababad maghapon magdamag sa HBO pero hindi alam na may himpilan palang CINEMA ONE sa cable tv...

at ikaw na daang beses nang napanood ang twilight saga ngunit walang alam ni isang pelikula na kasali sa metro manila filmfest..

bakit pilit mong ginagaya ang tono ng pananalita ni harry potter habang kinukutya mo ang punto ng mga probinsyano???bakit?? pareho lang sila na hindi marunong mag tagalog ungas....

ikaw tarantado ka na magtatapon ng malaking pera makabili lang ng naglalakihang sapatos na mukhang sasakyang pangkalawakan mula sa ADIDAS o NIKE...pero hinding hindi ka magsusuot ng sapatos na gawa sa marikina....

ikaw na hindi kakain makabili lang ng glutathione para pumuti at mawala ang likas mong kulay...para maging kamukha mo ang iniidolong mong aktres sa hollywood...dahil iniisip mo na hindi ka maganda kung hindi ka maputi...

sa araw araw mong pagsagupa sa buhay, maraming pagkakataon para patunayan mo ang katagang PILIPINO AKO....pero bakit pinalalampas mo?

ang watawat ay sagisag ng ating bayan, larawan ng ating pagiging pilipino...

hindi ito palamuti na ilalagay mo sa tshirt mo o ididikit sa sasakyan mo.

PILIPINO KA- sa salita, oo. pero sa isip at gawa,malabo...

kung tinatamaan ka, TANGINA MO

hindi ka tunay na pilipino