How I wish to be like you,
Like Finesse of a heartbreaking Maria Clara
Unfortunately I was a man of steel physically
But the apple inside me is not as masculine as man but feminine rather.
I might love the same gender
And strange to become a pretender
Abiding as a secret affair
Whose will IS to spill a lot of crystals just to be happy?
Just to taste its pleasure and leisure but never taste falling to someone.
How an endangered species like me can find the destined person?
If me, myself and I can’t wait for it?
Suffering for the solitary and discrepancy never like an infant
