I am who I am
Because of my sui generis
By saying sui generis I mean my weirdness and craziness
At times I wish people would disappear coz that’s the only way I can find freedom.
Instead of running after boys I run towards my dreams
The sky isn’t the limit but Heaven is.
Maybe I should sent shout outs to my bullies for making me stronger
I always think I have a fearless heart, but am I equivocating myself
Procrastination must stop being my middle name
I love confusing people by the type of clothes I wear; hopefully I won’t get caught up in the middle
And feeling insecure around people only means they ain’t your cronies
I hate drugs with a passion but catch me using my Symbicord
I wish I can own a mansion in UTOPIA.
The only way to find answers is to look deep within.
I’m terrified of sleep; who knows it might be the cousin of death
I hyperventilate whenever I look in the mirror ‘i take my own breathe away.
TRY not to be a victim of expectations
“Mi corazón està donda està mi casa”
Poem By Lethabo Maloma
