She hates
How society dictates

Say it straight
She feels crap and shit

Contained and on hold
The paradigm seems so old
She’s brave and so bold
Her feet burried in cold

Struggling in a box
A constant battle, it sucks
Can’t move, she’s stuck
No way out, no luck

How good is good enough?
She’s not herself
Hiding in a facade
Always scared, always afraid

This is my first attempt to write an English poem while sitting on a bus
I am a frustrated writer and poet, although I express myself better in my native language, Filipino. I am always fascinated how words rhyme and how we can build ideas and stories from it. I would love to hear your comments on how I can improve further. Thanks for reading.


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