Some people wants to be found.
Some wants to go somewhere where they are known.
Some wants to go to some place where they will be welcomed.
I went to Manila, a strange place, just to get lost.
Here, in a place where everyone goes, is a great place to hide.
I hide from a jealous husband.
I hide from prying eyes that seems to want to know everything.
I hide from wagging tongues of those who thinks they know.
I even hide from myself, from what i did. I abandoned a home, my Home.
I came to Manila to be a stranger.
A place where I can walked around unnoticed.
A place where I can lose myself in a crowd. And yet be completely alone.
