Some people are stars and others just draw energy from you But sadly stars die Not because its their time But because they forgot how to shine for themselves first And then I wonder, how do stars die?

I awoke to the sound of his voice So harsh, so bitter I feared for the worse He shouted and shouted of things I had done wrong All the while baffling me with questions from the sharpness of his tongue

I awoke to the sound of his voice So harsh, so bitter I feared for the worse He shouted and shouted of things I had done wrong All the while baffling me with questions from the sharpness of his tongue

#1 On the twelfth , I realized that the moment you choose to hate, you limit your ability to love

When you tell me your truths,I hear them but I don't accept them not because they are not true but because they aren't my truths. You see, life has taught me to take what I need and leave what I don't

Am dead of shame and weed But filled with gas that leaked Am cleansed with water that burnt And fed with sand of rot And now again am faced the fear I created And meant to fight with guns that have all

Paper people, the name is call my country. They are filled with so much life and activities that you might not see how thin the line that holds us together is. Iya Tobe is the woman who fries plantain,

Have I not tried enough to break the wrong colours of my shoulders Do you not see that my air is connected to your actions But yet you bless me with thoughts my mind cannot read Look at me digging and

I am angry am upset Even rejected by myself Is it because of the yesterday that follows my today ? I should've listened I tell myself Fool! He was just as cunning as always A plan, yes a plan he had up

ONE I was just kicked out of my house, stranded with no where to go,i stood by the road side just Watching cars when she came by. She was beautiful, too beautiful to help me but she did. At her house she

I see his hands in his pocket Dark suite, dark shades he strode with a stride so straight And his hat, oh his hat filled with a nights dream Slowly his lips curve into a whistle Blowing, he sings his song