If I were an object I would be a bubble wrap, simply because I can be your support whenever you feel fragile and vulnerable. I am a person who will comfort you and stay with you until I know you can make it on your own. A friend once told me that she can be sure that I would keep her secrets because just like a bubble wrap, I am a safe place to keep things that should be protected. I am a shock absorbent, a person to go to when stressed.
Just like a bubble wrap, I am a very bubbly person too, but there are moments when too much pressure can make me go over the edge and just lose my will. Once you popped a bubble in a bubble wrap, there is no way of inflating it back to normal, just like me. I have a hard time trying to forgive and forget when someone has wronged me. Once my trust has been broken, there is no way of mending things and getting them back to what it was before.

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damn. I write like a kid pare. hahahaha :))

here's an early morning poetry


The game I've been playing is a stranger
People had lost and won
Do not give me your excuses
I've used them

This cycle plays on for years
It led me to my slumber
I have woken with a new dawn
I've moved on

Close the door and give me a moment
I have been wronged once or twice
The last laugh had echoed over the walls
It was mine