i lived in a barrio where i dream i bathe in the brooks with my friends. we play all day nothing to think about... but i am a dreamer, i want more... more out of me, more than i can handle. a dream to get out of the same routines i did at the barrio. i went to Manila to search. i thought my dreams will come through there... i met many people whom i call friends but they are pretenders with a different scheme. they taught me things to be in the circle. at first it was cool, later it wasn't. i befriended crocodiles hungry for power... i met birds in vulture's feathers... i knew snakes with the stingiest scales... they taught me so many. they taught me 'drugs' is a friend... that sex is a mere past time... that i must be a pretender! i did not see what i sought for... i found evil in lamb's clothing. i went back to the barrio... hanged out with my friends... simple as it may be... i found my dream here... it was here all along.