Dear you

Hi future partner,
I haven’t met you yet,
But I have a wish to you,
Will you listen?

Can you hug me a lot?
Because my pieces can scatter,
I am broken and I need mending,
Will you hold my pieces together?

I will need to talk too, will you initiate?
I don’t talk a lot, even about what I need,
I rarely initiate, because I have fears,
That people will abandon me if I ask too much.

And lastly will you also leave me alone?
The times I spend for myself,
But don’t worry much, because I am Clingy,
But I love reading and silence, too.


A happy childhood, a happy heart

I chased the clouds, the moon and the sun,
I was once young too,
I have wished for what I can’t have,
But for them, I will wish it all again.

The same questions and wonders I had,
The vivid imagination and dreams,
To wish for them the same world,
A future full of hopes and wishes.

It will be a different world, I know,
From what I had growing up in the suburbs,
I was happy then, blissful and carefree,
I wish for them the same childhood.

One day when they grow into adults,
As I have now with all the problems to face,
I wish for them the same memories,
To help them keep a happy heart.

Never lose yourself

When you know what you’re against,
And you fight for it yourself,
Then you’re pressured from all sides,
To the point where you waver,
It hurts to fold to a lie,
A lie you told yourself against you.

When you’re just trying to make sense,
Of the things that surround you,
Just existing is disorienting,
And you are no longer sure,
All your certainties are vanishing,
Because someone turned on you.

It was easy to get stuck in a limbo,
Where you are certain of just one thing,
To fool yourself into submission,
So nothing troublesome happen,
But when you wake up my dear,
That’s when the nightmare starts.

When you wake with frightening certainty,
You have been wronged by yourself,
You have been manipulated against you,
And you have made mistakes you can’t change,
It hurts all the more that you trusted,
The lie that you spun for yourself.

It is painful to realize,
You stole choices from yourself,
You were confused and you were slow,
You were abused and you didn’t know,
You are hurt yet can’t complain,
Because it makes you feel worse.

And when you finally gain strength,
Strength to end everything wrong,
Something has been planted on you,
A limiter to your own possibilities,
It hurts and it’s bittersweet,
Because it’s something you must welcome.

Magic in your helping hands

Magic is the happy things in our hearts,
When we shout it, it fades,
When we share it, it blooms,
It hides in your heart and flowers from your hands.

It’s the little wishes you whispered,
Every birthday candle you blew on,
Every shooting star you chanced upon,
And every eyelash you’ve let go.

It’s our happy surprises and our prayers,
Every child’s laughter and smile,
It’s in every help we offer,
And every willing ear we lend.

It’s in our smiles and hugs,
When we comfort and cheer,
When we do our best to help,
And aid those we can reach.

Magic is in our whole being,
When we help and when we are happy,
We keep it in our hearts,
And we let it bloom with our hands.

I will take care of you

We will be happy and content,
One day someday we’ll find love,
We’ll just try our best right now,
Find what refuge we can get.

I will protect you and love you,
With all my might and strength,
I will give you all that I can,
No matter the consequence I pay.

Because you are my treasure,
I will always be your ally,
I will teach you what I’ve learned,
And I will reach where you can’t.

We will be victorious someday,
Because we did our best right now,
We’ll always face a fresh morning,
Full of hope and dreams.

Imagine it


Imagine a child without a friend in the world,
Who her peers had shunned for difference,
And the guys made fun of for naivety,
Imagine that and wonder how her life had been.

Imagine a daughter her parents had loved,
But always fretted about because she was weird,
Why wasn’t she like her siblings?
They were normal and smart and had friends.

Imagine her loneliness from a town she was unwelcome,
Moving into a city looking for a place to belong,
Imagine years of gaining a friend and losing them,
Facing her journey mostly alone.

Imagine then her joy, meeting a group of friends,
They welcomed her and accepted her,
She finally belonged, she’s finally accepted,
She was happy and proud, to finally gain some friends.

Imagine then, when one of those friends,
Turned his eyes to her and fancied her,
To finally feel wanted and pleasing,
To feel like not a reject and unpleasing.


Imagine too when she rejected the guy,
For her family and for herself,
Then her friends turning on her,
Because it was speculated that she was a tease.

Imagine then the pressure she faced,
To simply go along and accept what she’s handed,
And to accept even the things she’s reluctant to,
Simply because it was normal and it was what was done.


Imagine then her world growing up,
Isolated with no one to really complain to,
Even when things started going wrong,
She wasn’t even aware they were that bad.

Imagine then when her parents found out,
The things she gave up for “love”,
That she was lying to herself about love,
Just to keep what she finally had.


And when things were really really bad,
And she realized it and stopped at her tracks,
And her parents were reprimanding her,
For being stupid and doing what’s “normal”.

Imagine how it hurt her, for her parents to shun her,
To ask her what they lacked for her,
To come home and find that her plea was denied,
Because she was stupid and unchaste.

Imagine then her frustrations, to be told what they thought,
That a woman’s chastity, is just a trophy for men,
That all the more now, she was told she will be unwanted,
Because she is now tainted, dirty and used.

And in this situation, she was told her mother’s dream,
To have her married happily, with a husband who can earn,
To have children while supported and welcomed by the world,
Imagine then seeing her life fall apart from those words.