effort.

when you feel like you're the last one to leave the conversation,

hold on.

when your friends are all against you,

hold on.

when the weather beats you down,

hold on.

when the phone doesn't ring at all,

hold on.

when you feel like you're all alone in the crowd,
hold on.

just hold on.

look everywhere.

perhaps you will eventually find me.

- he says.

post option.

it is practically a book,

but instead you don't have to turn the pages,

except for with only a click,

it is true.

it might be here forever,

as long as this,

never disappear.

this,

i might say.

it is full of love,

it is full of fear.

and it is all written by me,

and it is all for you to chew.

- he says.

this is my skin.

i would rather say that it is thick,

as it covers me from the rain.

- he says.

explosions in the sky.

there is always someone who is looking up to the sky.

whether it is night or day,

still, 

there is someone who is doing that.

breathe in,

watch the beautiful sky,

breathe out.

they're alone now,

today,

yesterday,

every time,

in one way.

it portrays different shades of color.

every now and then you look up,

and remember the colors,

the direction the sky moves.

and then only you gave a thought,

who the hell are you.

- he says.

i am just hoping that he is no longer there.

so please just leave.

please.

- he says.

jump break.

and i am sorry i haven't written for quite a while.

my absence doesn't mean a thing,

i am only away for some meditation,

searching for some answers.

still yet,

didn't found one.

only got reasons.

i know you are,

but what am i?

publish post.

save now.

preview.

i am upset, 

of how this light shows me the way back home.

i am disappointed,

really.

the phone rings,

heard a soft voice,

i know that's the only peace.

and now the draft is saved.

- he says.

distant from me.

i have got a bad case,

of being over here.

but the cure is only there.

where?

wherever you are.

- he says.

made myself for you.

from the leftovers.

- he says.