it's gonna be a bright, sunshiny day
until God knows when, this place alien to me shall be what i will call home.
what sweet blessings that my country of birth can’t provide to my dismay..
why, then, do i feel the void that bothers me somehow? is it impatience on the gift of belongingness that has yet to dawn unto me in this new site? am i troubled with the thought that, suddenly, i’m a foreigner, a tourist, a stranger! claim not, i may, that i fit in as of this time..
i long for the busy sight of that city that cuddled me for years. i miss its touch despite the pollution and the clutter. who cares what they report about manila.. i hold it dear to me.. sincerely..
but then again, this island, my current dwelling, is a promise to kyle for a better life; an issue i would not compromise, albeit there is sadness in my heart.
hey, what's the fuss? happiness is a state of mind; a choice we can take (or shall i say, fake?)..
it’s a matter of attitude --- i just need to bear in mind; need to sing a little more..
ok, ok.. i shall choose to be jovial.. and so i am.
as life goes on..
