Am tired of giving answers,
To all the hard questions,
They all think am fine like wine,
But no others see me as whine.
Someone asked me who I am,
It sounds easy like eating a yam,
On the contrary its hard as stone,
it came to me that I raised the tone,
I had to say all i had in mind,
Before it could be blown by wind
Yes its me the girl with a dream,
To change the world deep like a ream,
I live in my own diversity,
my eyes filled with pity,
No one can take me to my territory,
Because they all turned a deaf ear to my cry.
Me and i in the fight to success,
To wake up in all my dreams,
To fulfill all my obligations,
To stand firm and Strong in my ways.
©bellamercy
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