You’re prim, you’re proper, you’re mannered and sensitive

People identify you as responsible and positive

But they never thought of your naughtiest side

Wanting to roll over and neglect the rules that must abide

You never resist and never broke

Haven’t tried to fought or revoke

Always on the safe side holding your notochord

Thinking buy these means, acceptance you can afford

That goodness, that neatness

That hollow mask you put in front of the press

Of making things perfect nevertheless pleasing

Undeniably risk your happiness into missing

So I wouldn’t wonder if you’re unhappy

A nice girl afraid of re4jections and fierce lady

Eager to prove something

‘Coz the truth is that you’re lacking

Poor in confidence but rich in insecurity

In a mirror you see errors

But in my eyes reflects wonders of yours

Your every molecule for me is unique

Thinking that you’re the best one for me to caress

People might not know just how lazy you are

Especially when you watch TV and lay on the couch like a cow

On the other hand absolutely you hate mess

Strictly allergic to disorganize, clutter and the rest

You’re just simple, plain but classic

A bit of formal and vintage those are your picks

Delicate and innocent

Fragile but pure

Entitled of the sincerest heart

Sweeter than chocolate tart

You love scenery, plain and prints

Light relaxing colors are your picks

Soothing melody, tempo and rhythm

Caught the interest of your eardrums drummin’

When you’re happy you laugh

Mingle with friends endlessly enough

And when you’re sad you still manage to smile

Thinking by tomorrow things will gonna be fine

But either of the two you always sing

To speak the words of your heart’s craving

Like how when you are sincere, you are sincere

Deeds, words, thought no wonder all they are clear

Idealistic usually that’s how you are

Sometimes I’m afraid I fail to meet then that so high

You’re god and you prove it well

An identity behind the atmosphere that you never tell

Oh so please my dear stop proving

You can never make yourself to all that’s so pleasing

Instead be firm, be stiff, be like no everybody

Crack that shell nautilus and be happy

-Katherine F. Bentulan

It’s weird to like and want someone you haven’t met or heard about

Even a single wink of an eye,

A smile nor a short HI

Has not even been possible from a dream of mine.

But I know that he’s existing

Just in the corner thinking that he’s also waiting.

I wonder if he’s looking for me too

Or feeling the same thing like I do

But I know there’s someone chosen out there

Reserved for me to care.

He’ll appreciate and accept every bit of my existence

With great love, pride and persistence

Maybe he’s tall with broad shoulders, or maybe not

Maybe he’s fair, white or could be black

Maybe he wears rigid reading glasses or just plain

Maybe he plays guitar or rather just sing

But who the hell knows, who the hell cares

At least he brings out the best in me like a solar flare

And when that day rolls down to me

Meeting him all at once and bind us with solidarity

I will thank him for choosing me

And his being happy is what I see

He’s a gift I’ll dearly cherish

Tied with love and faith that shall never perish

This time it will be strange

This time it will not be like an average

It will be real, it will be bold

A decision I could stand even in front an old

I’ll hold his hand without doubts

I’ll kiss him even with sound

I’ll tease & laugh with him like there’s no tomorrow

I’ll learn his interest and sports like I’m his bro

In times of sorrow I’ll hug him so tight

And in wicked eyes of strangers

This time, I’ll be proud to fight for him with might

I promise I won’t be childish like I used to in the past

All my immaturity shall evaporate like a gas

So by this time you might not regret of choosing me too

But will treasure me just like I treasure you.

-Katherine F. Bentulan