Too "Me"...
By Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora
Saturday 23 January 2010 (0156h)
Tears
Too many tears
My eyesight is not clear
I feel like i'm not real
Breath
Too quickly gone
I'm losing breath fast
I fade out at last
Hope
Too often lost
My hope is not shattered
Someday I'll get it right
Relief
Too far off
But I feel relief
No more fighting
Gone
He is gone
I feel my heart crash
It burns
Life
Am I still living
One day my life will brighten
for now I exist
Love
I still love him
I wont ever stop
I fell too deep
Time
It strengthens
But it also destroys
Time to leave
Tears
Too many tears
Time to wipe those tears
No more tears please...
... So why can't I stop crying?
Blood
I hurt myself
Trying to stop crying
Accidents happen...
... And the blood just soothes the pain.
Goodbye
The saddest word
Sometimes it is necessary
How sad...
... But it's time to say Goodbye!
Copyright (c) Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora, 2010
23 January 2010
The songs I sing & other things; My thoughts, my dreams, my self esteem... Every part of me is here; From my every laugh to my every tear! This is Baby May!
Friday, 22 January 2010
Thursday, 14 January 2010
Tears...
Tears...
By Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora
Thursday 14 January 2010 (2054h)
Is it love if we cannot put away our selfish pride
To forget about the happy times
To lose sight of what it truely means
To be in love?
Is it true if you just walk away
Or watch me go and not ask me to stay
To give up all hope and fight
But not make up?
Is it deep if most of what see
Is selfish physicality
And space is not a factor,
Is this deep?
Is it me or is it you to blame?
If so then we should both be ashamed
For love has no place for blame
We all make mistakes.
I do not know what else to say
I cannot be so swept away
I gotta live my life today
It's time...
It's time for me to let you go
If when i let human colours show
U get upset and i don't know
What makes u happy...
It's neither u or i to blame
For one last time i call out your name
But now things will never be the same
Pls say we'll stay friends...
This is not a perfect love
We do not live perfect lives
Time for me to wipe away
these tears im crying...
I love you!
... but Goodbye!
Copyright (c) Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora, 2010
14 January 2010
By Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora
Thursday 14 January 2010 (2054h)
Is it love if we cannot put away our selfish pride
To forget about the happy times
To lose sight of what it truely means
To be in love?
Either way, we are in love...
Is it true if you just walk away
Or watch me go and not ask me to stay
To give up all hope and fight
But not make up?
Either way, our love is true...
Is it deep if most of what see
Is selfish physicality
And space is not a factor,
Is this deep?
Either way, this love is deep...
Is it me or is it you to blame?
If so then we should both be ashamed
For love has no place for blame
We all make mistakes.
Either way, we fight, we blame...
I do not know what else to say
I cannot be so swept away
I gotta live my life today
It's time...
It's time for me to let you go
If when i let human colours show
U get upset and i don't know
What makes u happy...
It's neither u or i to blame
For one last time i call out your name
But now things will never be the same
Pls say we'll stay friends...
This is not a perfect love
We do not live perfect lives
Time for me to wipe away
these tears im crying...
I love you!
... but Goodbye!
Copyright (c) Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora, 2010
14 January 2010
Thursday, 31 December 2009
Who am I?
Who am I?
By Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora
Thursday 31 December 2009 (1836h)
Who am I now that society has phased me?
Who am I now that past actions are affecting me?
Who am I when who I thot I am exsists in my own world?
Who am I when I dont even control how the world will see me?
Who am I when all I wna do is die?
Who am I when the world misunderstands me?
Who am I on the worst day of my life?
Who am I today? Who am I to stay?
Who am I suposed to be when all I do is fall?
Who am I when who I am isnt me at all?
Who am I when all I am is me?
Who am I when who I am isnt who you see?
Who am I when who I love is pinned against me?
Misunderstands me and fights me untill I don't belive I'm me!
Who am I to be alive when he i love wont love me?
Who am I when he dont wna keep the promise that he made me?
Who am I when I mess up and make fucked up mistakes?
Who am I when Im just being human but the world thinks I'm a fake?
Who I am if I wna be me but the world thinks I should be someone else?
Who am I if I have to change to please everyone but myself?
Who am I, just who am I if I cannot be me?
Who am I if who I am don't want me to be free?
Who am I to be who I am when who I am is foolish?
Who am I, just who am I...?
Please... Somebody... Tell me!
Copyright (c) Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora, 2009
31 December 2009
By Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora
Thursday 31 December 2009 (1836h)
Who am I now that society has phased me?
Who am I now that past actions are affecting me?
Who am I when who I thot I am exsists in my own world?
Who am I when I dont even control how the world will see me?
Who am I when all I wna do is die?
Who am I when the world misunderstands me?
Who am I on the worst day of my life?
Who am I today? Who am I to stay?
Who am I suposed to be when all I do is fall?
Who am I when who I am isnt me at all?
Who am I when all I am is me?
Who am I when who I am isnt who you see?
Who am I when who I love is pinned against me?
Misunderstands me and fights me untill I don't belive I'm me!
Who am I to be alive when he i love wont love me?
Who am I when he dont wna keep the promise that he made me?
Who am I when I mess up and make fucked up mistakes?
Who am I when Im just being human but the world thinks I'm a fake?
Who I am if I wna be me but the world thinks I should be someone else?
Who am I if I have to change to please everyone but myself?
Who am I, just who am I if I cannot be me?
Who am I if who I am don't want me to be free?
Who am I to be who I am when who I am is foolish?
Who am I, just who am I...?
Please... Somebody... Tell me!
Copyright (c) Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora, 2009
31 December 2009
Monday, 7 December 2009
Thoughts of a Young Found Teenager
Thoughts of a Young Found Teenager
By Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora
Thursday 8 December 2009 (0213h)
Have you ever really appreciated what you have?
Have you ever really cried with tears of sincere joy?
Have you ever really marvelled in the small things?
Have you ever really smiled when friend lends a hand?
This weekend YFC had a conference;
"Activate! Luke 15:18 - I will get up and go to my Father."
I realised so many things,
It was a weekend I'll never forget.
I learned from my friends and they learned from me,
We talked, we laughed, we enjoyed... Together.
I bonded with some people I met but never knew.
I made some decisions for my life to change,
I made a decision to follow God with all my heart... and not just half way.
I realised that I had lost my way... This weekend I was found again.
I spent time with people I hadn't seen in spans.
Some of them helped by giving me advice I didn't ask for;
Others simply by being there for me, just being there wholely.
We listened to a talk I that made me feel like it was God's will for me to be there.
It was called "Lost in the Darkness".
I managed to relate to everything that was said for the 1st time since I joined YFC.
I sang my heart out during the worships.
It had been 2years since my last worship.
I felt the spirit in me, I felt the connection with God again.
The next day my team won the volleyball tourniment.
We swam, we had a water balloon war, we enjoyed the day of fun.
The next talk was "Activate"
We wrote down the things keeping us away from God and put them in a box to be burned.
We wrote down what we would do to change them.
When it was time to be prayed over, I didn't want to go.
I went and when I was being prayed for, tears caressed my cheeks...
My emotions took hold and reminded me I'm here for God.
An old friend reminded me he was there if I needed a friend to talk to.
We spent lots of time together like we used to back in the day.
He reminded me how much life I still have ahead of me...
The next and last day of the conference was the third and final talk;
"Home is Heaven", after which 4 people were picked to share their experience at the conference.
Two had never been to a conference before. This was their first.
Two others had been to conferences before, I was one of them.
During my sharing I realised how YFC is like a home to me.
And the people I met in it are my Family.
I talked about how this year had separated me from God,
And how the conference and the people in it brought me back to him.
I talked about my friends who really helped me that weekend.
I began to cry with both joy and pure emotion of being found again.
When it was time to leave, none of us wanted to go, but had to...
I said goodbye to my friends and tears started to fall on all our faces;
Tears of joy because of our close family bonds,
And tears of sadness because of having to leave...
We all promised eachother we'd keep in touch,
And stay faithfull to God.
Now my life takes a complete 180 turn,
Hopefully, those I care for come with me and do not despise me for the decisions I'm about to make.
These are but mere words...
Because there are no words that can truely express;
the Thoughts of a Young Found Teenager!
Copyright (c) Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora, 2009
8 December 2009
By Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora
Thursday 8 December 2009 (0213h)
Have you ever really appreciated what you have?
Have you ever really cried with tears of sincere joy?
Have you ever really marvelled in the small things?
Have you ever really smiled when friend lends a hand?
This weekend YFC had a conference;
"Activate! Luke 15:18 - I will get up and go to my Father."
I realised so many things,
It was a weekend I'll never forget.
I learned from my friends and they learned from me,
We talked, we laughed, we enjoyed... Together.
I bonded with some people I met but never knew.
I made some decisions for my life to change,
I made a decision to follow God with all my heart... and not just half way.
I realised that I had lost my way... This weekend I was found again.
I spent time with people I hadn't seen in spans.
Some of them helped by giving me advice I didn't ask for;
Others simply by being there for me, just being there wholely.
We listened to a talk I that made me feel like it was God's will for me to be there.
It was called "Lost in the Darkness".
I managed to relate to everything that was said for the 1st time since I joined YFC.
I sang my heart out during the worships.
It had been 2years since my last worship.
I felt the spirit in me, I felt the connection with God again.
The next day my team won the volleyball tourniment.
We swam, we had a water balloon war, we enjoyed the day of fun.
The next talk was "Activate"
We wrote down the things keeping us away from God and put them in a box to be burned.
We wrote down what we would do to change them.
When it was time to be prayed over, I didn't want to go.
I went and when I was being prayed for, tears caressed my cheeks...
My emotions took hold and reminded me I'm here for God.
An old friend reminded me he was there if I needed a friend to talk to.
We spent lots of time together like we used to back in the day.
He reminded me how much life I still have ahead of me...
The next and last day of the conference was the third and final talk;
"Home is Heaven", after which 4 people were picked to share their experience at the conference.
Two had never been to a conference before. This was their first.
Two others had been to conferences before, I was one of them.
During my sharing I realised how YFC is like a home to me.
And the people I met in it are my Family.
I talked about how this year had separated me from God,
And how the conference and the people in it brought me back to him.
I talked about my friends who really helped me that weekend.
I began to cry with both joy and pure emotion of being found again.
When it was time to leave, none of us wanted to go, but had to...
I said goodbye to my friends and tears started to fall on all our faces;
Tears of joy because of our close family bonds,
And tears of sadness because of having to leave...
We all promised eachother we'd keep in touch,
And stay faithfull to God.
Now my life takes a complete 180 turn,
Hopefully, those I care for come with me and do not despise me for the decisions I'm about to make.
These are but mere words...
Because there are no words that can truely express;
the Thoughts of a Young Found Teenager!
Copyright (c) Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora, 2009
8 December 2009
Monday, 30 November 2009
Love Hurts...?
The day after our 8th month together, me & my bf Ash, were fighting for probably the hundreth time that week after having made a deal several times in the past that we'd stop fighting. Reduced to tears we stopped talking and went home. Later that day after cooling down abit, Ash sent me an I.M.
Personally, I believe I was right (even though I wasn't really trying to be. I just wanted him to know what I though)... What do you think?
Copyright (c) Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora, 2009
30 November 2009
Ash: *Logs On*
May: *Logs On*
Ash: Cnt we jst stop ths all
May: we've tryd several tyms. we keep sayin we will.
bt life on earth dznt seem to permit tht. nd i dnt only mean wit us. i mean everywer every1.
we cud try agen nd hope the term "wen u fall off get ryt bak up. keep tryin till u succeed" applies.
or we cud giv in to it. nd personally i dnt like tht option very much id rather keep fallin off the dam horse everytym i get bak on it
Ash: im reli sick of ths nd i dt thik i cn carry on cause face it wit each fight we move furtur nd furtur apart
May: maybe. bt i dnt feel lyk givin up nw...
fact is, relationships jus arent smooth sailing.
nd sm ppl jus dnt survive it; cnt take it. nd we cnt take it either; true.
bt the diffrence is we havnt given up yet... well i havnt. hav u?
Ash: i havent bt 2be honest im on the breakn point
May: u knw, thts a gud thing.
Ash: How could you say that? Don't you love me anymore?
May: ovcors I love you! r u crazy? I always will.
Ash: thn hw cud u say tht?
May: Wud u let me finish?
Ash: Fine...
May: i jus meant... it means tht soon we wont fyt anymore.
Ash: well yea, we would hav broken up
May: not wat i meant
Ash: explain
May: ok... the way i've
seen it, from what i've observed frm my frnds nd every1 else around me, every relationship goes thru a whole shitload of crappy obstacles; pushin nd pushin till u cnt take it nymore. Breakin point.
90% of th ppl giv in long b4 tht; they break up.
5% giv up at their breakin point.
the rest of the lucky bastards hold on past breaking point hoping the painful stormy waters will pass.
nd once uv survived past breakin point, everything becomes calm.
now all we can do is w8 nd see if we cn survive tht long.
the only problem is... nobody really knows wen their breakin point truely is.
Ash: ...
May: frankly, we're still really young nd tht jus means a hell lot more trouble thn we bargaind for.
cuz nothin worth fyting for comes on a silver platter. u tought me tht.
cuz to be honest, i'd fight for you till the world ends and im on my deathbed
nd id sooner cry blood thn giv up on u
Ash: ...
May: yea, yea, i knw stop talking. sorry
Ash: dnt stop ths time...
May: huh? wow. confused
cuz all iv done is make things a whole lot more complicated thn ever
nd wenever i do tht, u tell me to stop talkin
Ash: well this time, u make it worth while
May: hahaha ok, lemme jus get to the point
nd the point is i knw we fyt alot... ok ALOT!!
bt i'l stay wit u thru all of it untill u tell me not to.... and i love you
nd i will love you always.... no matter wot
Ash: i love u 2
May: gud, cuz ur gna need to thru all th shit life's gna throw in our faces.
i'l need you to tell me wen to duck. im blind as a bat. haha
Ash: hahaha ok i will... Thanks. I love you
May: :) But ovorse. I love you too. Gudnyt <3
Ash: Goodnyt
May: *Logs Off*
Ash: *Logs Off*
Personally, I believe I was right (even though I wasn't really trying to be. I just wanted him to know what I though)... What do you think?
Copyright (c) Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora, 2009
30 November 2009
Update: Of-course, he ended up forgetting all this and dumped me on the 15th of February 2010, after a fight we had on valentine's day. And true to form, after running out of water in my body due to 3weeks of crying without stopping, I cried blood. Literally. Ash ended up dating a girl named "Pixie" a few days after he dumped me. Talk about moving on fast. For a while, I stayed depressed but began to live life again soon. But I made sure not to date someone until I was sure it was because I liked them for them and not cuz I just needed somebody to replace ash. In May, me & one of my classmates began to bond and by June, he asked me out. Of-course I still love Ash but I've moved on and am very happy with Josh. Ash ended up regretting the decision, and sometimes I regretted that he made it too, but I never let that stop me from living my life and remembering that that's just how life goes. I still love him, and I probably always will, but I don't think I'd re-date him if I had the chance to, I'm content with just loving him as my friend now. Plus Josh makes me really happy. Hopefully one day I'll be able to tell Josh that I love him and actually love him like I loved Ash. When I think about things logically, I should love Josh more, because he's logically way better than Ash in many ways, but I can't because of what happened with Ash and also because, unlike Ash, Josh isn't the emotional type and at the moment cannot love. Maybe one day though, if we last that long. I really hate that I just compared the two of them, but it happened so no use crying over spilled milk. Even though Ash did break up with me, I still stick to what I said to him in the Chat above and I'd like to point out that it was him that left, meaning I kept my word in never giving up on him until he did. Anyway, I still think what I said was true and am very proud of the wisdom I poured out. Maybe I might have helped someone else, even thought it didn't help me in the end...
Peace!!!
Monday, 23 November 2009
I Don't Know...
I Don't Know...
By Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora
23 November 2009 (2104h)
Why do I cry and why can't I breathe?
Why am I sad and why can't I see?
What's happening and why can't I stop?
What does this mean, why has my heartbeat dropped?
What can I do when the one who makes me smile,
Hurts me and leaves me lost like a child?
What can I do when he breaks me apart?
What an I say to cover up my broken heart?
My pillow is saoked in the tears from my eyes,
If I don't stop crying soon, I will fade out and die.
But I can't help these feeling of depression and pain,
My heart has been wounded, my soul has been slain.
Why won't he tell me what it is I've done wrong,
Why is he mad and why can't I be strong?
Why can't I be the perfect girl that he sees?
Why isn't it good enough when I'm just being me?
Why can't I get something right for a change?
Why does it seem like I've pushed him away?
Why do I cry when I know I'm to blame?
Will I ever grow or will I stay the same?
Is this the end of my favourite scene?
Is this the end of my once endless dream?
Will I grow stronger or will I grow weak?
Will I keep asking questions or find the answers that I seek?
Will his "I Love You" always stay the same?
Or will this "I Love You" soon turn to a game?
Will this "I Love You" be my only and my last?
Will I have a future to match my amazing past?
I don't know what's coming or how many times will I cry,
I don't know how many times I will end up asking why,
I'll live for the now and know tomorrow awaits,
And I'm hoping this "I Love You" will never go away!
Copyright (c) Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora, 2009
23 November 2009
By Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora
23 November 2009 (2104h)
Why do I cry and why can't I breathe?
Why am I sad and why can't I see?
What's happening and why can't I stop?
What does this mean, why has my heartbeat dropped?
What can I do when the one who makes me smile,
Hurts me and leaves me lost like a child?
What can I do when he breaks me apart?
What an I say to cover up my broken heart?
My pillow is saoked in the tears from my eyes,
If I don't stop crying soon, I will fade out and die.
But I can't help these feeling of depression and pain,
My heart has been wounded, my soul has been slain.
Why won't he tell me what it is I've done wrong,
Why is he mad and why can't I be strong?
Why can't I be the perfect girl that he sees?
Why isn't it good enough when I'm just being me?
Why can't I get something right for a change?
Why does it seem like I've pushed him away?
Why do I cry when I know I'm to blame?
Will I ever grow or will I stay the same?
Is this the end of my favourite scene?
Is this the end of my once endless dream?
Will I grow stronger or will I grow weak?
Will I keep asking questions or find the answers that I seek?
Will his "I Love You" always stay the same?
Or will this "I Love You" soon turn to a game?
Will this "I Love You" be my only and my last?
Will I have a future to match my amazing past?
I don't know what's coming or how many times will I cry,
I don't know how many times I will end up asking why,
I'll live for the now and know tomorrow awaits,
And I'm hoping this "I Love You" will never go away!
Copyright (c) Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora, 2009
23 November 2009
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