I'm always the sister,
And not having a chance to be a daughter,
Always carrying the responsibilities in my shoulder,
Thinking every night, until when I need to suffer?
Why I always be the older sister?
And not being enough to be your daughter?
Where I can put my pain to fight this battle?
I guess I'll endure and suffer from being your daughter.
I'm always the comforter,
Always the shoulder,
And always the sister,
But not being good enough to be a perfect daughter.
When did I feel the love of my father?
When did I feel the love of my mother?
When did I feel like I'm the daughter
And not being the older sister.
VOUS LISEZ
Sanlibong Salita Sa Loob Ng Aking Utak (Compilation of my poems)
PoésieLahat ng salitang nabuo sa saya, lungkot, at galit ay ginawang tula. Pagkadurog, pagsasaya, pagkagalit, o pagkapuot ay gagawing tula. Kukuha ng panulat at papel, lalaruiin ang mga salita upang makabuo ng isang tula.
