to FLOFLO:
Happy Birthday! (again!)
really hope you like your present!
and I wish you a good year ahead.
sweet seventeen!
(:

the birthday girl!

[ and i think i love them more now. ((: ]

the day must have taken its toll on me.
i'm coping badly with some emotion overflow.
my family. my friends. my school. and myself.
this could very well be the result of feeling too many things at the same time-
you can't think straight.
you can't concentrate.
you decrease in productivity.
you lag behind times.
you drop out of the world.
and you go bonkers.
feelings become complicated too;
no matter how articulate i may be,
putting across a simple gesture of affection or concern becomes a tragedy.
writing out emotions become daunting.
speaking it out terrifies me.
then i start to doubt;
lose confidence.
lose faith.
lose courage.
lose myself.
then i start to lose my identity.

all you see is a masquerade,
with me behind a well drawn facade.
crying deep down within,
i wished tears flowed out just with squints.
as much as i hide beneath my skin,
you dig them out and spread them thin.
i am afraid of what may be,
but then again, its a mystery.

to you:
we'll make this one a beautiful one.
Together. (:

Sylvia. Syl. And someone you'll never expect me to be.