a fighting chance
ok, i won't deny it.
we've been fighting lately.
a fight is still a fight, no matter how babaw,
no matter how intense or violent.
both are painful, both are scathing.
pero wala naman kaming balak mang-agaw ng eksena kila kris at joey.
i don't know why, but i refuse to be my old understanding self today.
have i had enough?
i'd say, i'm not at my best mood today too.
so the hell i care.
this is my right to be angry too.
this is my moment to be unreasonable.
this is my time to throw tantrums
and this is the situation that i can't help being bitchy.
aaaaargh!
i know being this way, won't resolve the problem.
but, hey! give me some slack!
sometimes, i'd just like to give in to my emotions
and be mad as hell.
well, i am mad and bad now.
my every heartbeat is pulsating with anger,
my lips are pursed,
my eyebrows are touching already,
my earringed ears feel hot
and my used to be vast vocabulary has been limited to
tang'na, potah, pakshet, kainis, bwakanangsyet,
all with exclamation points!
so much for eloquence.