I am getting frustrated with all the problems with this site.

A poem.

This is the way I feel about love. And the situation love puts me in.

Do you see what you want to see? Do you feel what you want to feel? Are you obsolete to the indiscrete?

The frustration felt when people only pick on your bad points.

The poem itself holds many metaphors. It has frustrations that I am sure many of you can relate to if you had ever been in the shoes of this girl.

Just a sad little poem I wrote last night.

Editors are necessary and helpful to us writers, but sometimes they just drive you up the wall.

English translation of Tagalog poem entitled Tala Sa Bodega.

For everyone who is tired of head games and being the only one trying in a relationship.