Have wewe ever just stood there looking into space wondering why its not wewe who has the pretty face people say your ugly and just dont belong but they cant tell wewe who to do be your face is not right au wrong your pretty in your own way its not them who makes your siku be happy for who wewe are your pretty within your moyo and soul wewe have happy self control wewe only get once chance at life wewe happiness has no price stay the way wewe are no body can tell wewe who to be.

(hello people i am zaidi happy now ok so i did another poem and it was actualy happy this time)