I should have listened,he should have stopped
The apple of his eye The girl of his dreams He told me it was me or me or me...
The apple of his eye The girl of his dreams He told me it was me or me or me...
Sad is the man who is asked for a story and can't come up with one. So this is my...
Dry dusty desert, Each day the sun warms, scorches and cools Dusty and dustier I get The people here are...
Why don't we meet like strangers again So that we introduce ourselves again Holding hands together Like we did On...
That first time I set my eyes on her I just wasn’t me, not on my own Way back, still...
There's fate in the unknown A soul searching relief Tired existing behind blurred glasses That only reflect that which's adorable...
Wanjiku reminisces on the past, the long gone good old days When she would look forward to a pay rise...
I hope one, one day- Just one day, You will learn to appreciate me For who am and For who...
Image :unsplash.com When the future becomes too tired to even blink It gives up it's brightness and like a night...