Chisom Akukwe
@chisomakukwe
1 year ago
Title: Growing up is a trap
Darkness falls when the brain is too busy
Depression calls when the eyes are fussy
My mind trots when thoughts come very easy
My leg toodles as a child but my heart beats steady.
I think about how to make my life Stunning
I write about how to make my life Thrilling
I speak about how to make my life Enthralling
I smile in pains just to make my life Charming.
I'm my body and soul, my spirit finds me lean and lanky
In life and death, we make mistake again and again.
In our ups and downs, life still gives and take
From time to time, I will be whole now and again
What do I say when the topic is inconvenient?
Where do I go when I need more experience?
Can I think about the future when my past is insufficient?
What if I find a way to make the pain painless?
Come and go, this life is a waste
Growing up is a trap with different taste
Depression knocks at eleven and makes more haste
Tears in my eyes as I cuddle myswlf like a weeping ant.
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