I hide myself from the world,
building up walls to keep people out,
I try to keep them up, but instead,
wewe just knock them right back down.
Why do wewe really care if I'm happy?
Is it just wewe caring au is it love?
I want to ask wewe so many questions,
but it's rather hard to do,
because there is so much I want to confess to you.
About how my upendo grows for wewe deeper and deeper everyday,
and how everytime I see you, I could fade away.
Though I'd never protest my upendo to you,
in the way I'm saying it now.
But, I promise one day, I'll onyesha it,
some way, some how.
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Sorry guys if it's not really good,
it's my first poem.:/
building up walls to keep people out,
I try to keep them up, but instead,
wewe just knock them right back down.
Why do wewe really care if I'm happy?
Is it just wewe caring au is it love?
I want to ask wewe so many questions,
but it's rather hard to do,
because there is so much I want to confess to you.
About how my upendo grows for wewe deeper and deeper everyday,
and how everytime I see you, I could fade away.
Though I'd never protest my upendo to you,
in the way I'm saying it now.
But, I promise one day, I'll onyesha it,
some way, some how.
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Sorry guys if it's not really good,
it's my first poem.:/