ANINO

Ano ang ugali ng aking anino?

Masaya rin kaya siya kapag ako ay masaya?

Malungkot din kaya siya kung ako ay malungkot?

Hindi ko pa siya kilala,

ngunit alam ko na ginagaya niya ang bawat galaw ko.

Isa siyang mangagaya at wala yatang sariling pagiisip.
Laging sumusunod sa sinasabi ko,
o ng ibang tao.

Ano kaya ang itsura niya?
Itim lamang ang nakikita ko.

Bakit kapag sa liwanag ko lamang siya nakikita?

Sa dilim ay hindi ko nakikita ang kanyang mga bakas?

Nung kailangan ko ng kasama,
Iniiwan niya naman ako?

Subalit,
kung sa liwanag naman,
ay lagi ko siyang nikikita.

Bakit siya lagging nasa likuran ko?
Naroon kung saan ako magpunta.

Pero kung pagmamasadan kong maigi,
ako pala ang sarili mong anino.

On self-pity...

I've always been surrounded by a lot of GREAT people. Yes, great. Not good. Not bad. Great people.

I've always been jealous of their greatness. Their beauty. Their excellence in whatever they feel like doing.

I never thought of myself as great. Yes, I was good. Yes, I knew I could do anything I want to do... but never master any of it.

As someone has always told me, I am a jack of all trades, master of none.

How can I then live a normal life if I can't even master one skill? One talent? One... concept, even.

I have friends who write as if it's their life's work but master another...

I have friends who can draw, paint and do ART as if... it was their life's passion...

I have techno-geek friends who know how to use software I can't even dream of having in my crappy computer...

I'm studying an Animation course... but what do I know about it?

I watch cartoons but that was just about it. I can't do animation like Walt Disney or Nickelodeon approved! What good am I to study this course if I'm to have competition to a great extent?

I'm not saying I'm worthless... I'm just saying that I want to master a skill. I don't want to be a jack of all trades. I want to master something... anything.

I can't cook. Clean. Draw. Write. Fiddle with techno-stuff.

All I'm good for is.......

I can't think of anything...

What good am I?

Will I stay as a student, jobless?

Will I stay as a girlfriend who whines a lot but does nothing?

I don't want your advice. I don't want your sympathy. All I want is a realization... and I don't want it from you.

I've seen too much hypocrisy... yeah... probably that's it...