on happiness
“some days i’m broke
some days i’m rich
some days i’m nice,
some days i can be a bitch”
sometimes i feel like a football player;
but instead of a football,
it’s my heart that i hold so tight;
of which i am trying to protect,
from all the things that made me cry,
but still trying my best
to bring people around me sunshine.
your happiness is my priority;
if you are not happy with me,
then i will leave.
because if i stay,
it’s you who will not be healthy, not me.
he is trying so hard,
just like me.
the way he texts,
the way he wants to get close to me;
they were just like what i did:
trying to get close to you,
inch by inch.
you know i just saw a post on instagram that says:
“why Iron-man,
not Fe-male.”
i laughed so hard and almost sent it to you.
because i want to be honest to you,
so i started being honest to myself;
for the first time in my life,
i disarmed my armor,
and showed you my most vulnerable parts.
i am so glad you showed up
in my life that is full of scars;
yet among them i saw you,
cuz you’re the sky full of stars.
you lifted me up,
yet not knowing how ama-tf-zing you are.
