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I don't know how to tell them,
I don't know if I should tell them that this is my normality,
If I should tell them that these things of being affectionate are new to me.
I didn't grow up listening to bedtime stories and getting a kiss before bed.

The Doctor I call him. He looks at my peers, looks at me and says "urumva abandi bana".
He keeps comparing me to them, I lowkey wonder if he wanted me in the first place? Would he prefer a replacement? Would he notice?

I am unappreciated, I don't know what my strengths are
I am so criticized, I doubt my intelligence

A friend told me, "Love is warmth you feel in your heart".
I guess mine has one function cause I have only felt warmth from the sun onto my skin.

It’s always the lyrics. 👇🏾





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