(This poem was composed by Genecel Bulosan, a very trustworthy friend.)
I'm too bad for your kindness
Too childish for your understanding
Too demanding for your care
Too possesive on you
Wish I could be someone
Good enough for you to be mad
Wish I deserve to be loved by you
Sweet enough to compensate my flaws
I am really trying to be better
When you're mad, it's pretty much harder
But if I can't do it the way it should be
Just remember, I'll be here for you exclusively
Thursday, August 16
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