I don't know what to believe anymore.
Ive been taking each blow one step at a time.
Somehow I just wanna move on, let go, not think about it, get busy... but still be there.
I guess I'm still longing.
I guess I'm still holdin on...

But what if I was used yet again?
What if all that were said were lies and I became naive?

I hate having that "same-old-heartache" feeling.
I made up my mind.
No matter how cruel it is already to face the fact that my thoughts are still haunted
each time, I'm just gonna be strong and hold my head high.

I'm not gonna hide anything.
I know I'm hurting.
Im just being strong.
-strong as I can.

I dont wanna imagine "wat could have," wat might," "wat ifs."
Ayaw ko na.
sawa na ako.

And no one else can console that but me.
How i wish someone cud just hold me, cz im breakin in pieces.
pieces i'd pick up, pieces i'd stored, pieces i'd probably throw
cz theyre broken.

Lord, help me.
I need you, like no other.
Was i fooled in love?

Ihopenot.

"misused. misplaced."