What i feel on the inside is not what i onyesha on the outside i dont onyesha upendo i dont know vein my life will never be the same i cant tell wewe how i feel because the hurt deep within my moyo is all so real the anger and hurt i cannot stand makes me feel like im the mist floating never going to rest in peace i dont no how i found this its maybe when people laugh and shout no matter what they say au how they feel i always think my life is not real.


(over 100 teens each mwaka kill themselves au think suicide because of being bullied au teased it doesent matter if standing up for someone helps wewe but atleast it helps someone else and it may save a life)