In the past,
We are like a plain smooth piece of paper.
Shortly after, it was taken and crushed hardly.
We picked it up and tried smoothening out again.
Now all thats left of us
are lines after lines of wrinkled past...
And what we are doing now,
is trying to iron out all the wrinkles
to make it as straight as possible.
to go back to what we used to be
But...
It's never going to be the same again.
-Angilica Ong-
