Life is not what it seems, to be good for everyone. most times one just smile because of the people around.
Pardon my manner of simplicity, but I wish to inform you that I will plane than expected.
Am used to thinking that the journey of life is just a game of play or opt-out.
But the truth is difficult. Everyday i try to be happy.
They told me not to cry when am down but why I shouldn’t I?
As I lay on my sick stinking bed, I wish I could address the world just in my room. There’s tears every time I blink. Yes, there’s peace but its tearing me up. I Have loss my human Identity because the soil is organising a feast for me.
Just want to let you know that each time I smile, behind are the worries of life. My heart sinks, sure it does. A kiss on the forehead could be encouraging but it not gonna be.
I hope that I see the world as you did, because I know that the life we love is the life that has been lived.
Hearts has been broken because of less love.
To all those who care to listen; life is a journey that we don’t know our bus-top, lead a straight life and leave that legacy behind because one can drop at anytime.
I have nothing else at hand not because I lack words because it is never lacked.
I drop my phone to rest while nature search for me. Guess this is my bus-top and am afraid that I have lasted not too long in this world