Translated this classic poem for a Filipino class way back in 2007.


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They say the eyes are the windows to one's soul.

One day we're going to take a good look into each other's eyes and find out what we're made of. Then maybe you'll see for yourself just how soulless I turned out to be.

This, too, shall pass.

It came in waves.

Trying to fight what you think people think about you and then worrying resistance might fail.

Yup, definitely waves.

A roller coaster that hits you all around.

I love being ordered around by disrespectful, obnoxious people.

Just as much as

I love hanging on Marcos Highway in rush-hour traffic with no aircon,
solving for quadratic equations,
ampalaya,
and the flu.

I love being told how incompetent and stupid I am.

Just as much as

I love tagalized contemporary songs blaring from jeepneys at 100+ decibels
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Ang cool niya eh.

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My mouth becomes dry and my palms perspire,
Within me is an unrestrained fire.
As the sounds buzz and drone all around me,
My sight is a blur, an uncertainty.
Confusion takes its toll, my mind is bare,
I cannot breathe, and I struggle for air.
But sadly, all my feelings are in vain.
All I do is inflict me more pain.
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