I am from a dad who showed me upendo –till I turned four
--A navy man with no zaidi room for me
To burned bridges with family, Marafiki and loved ones
From the chilly blue ocean, days spent at the golden beach,
And time spent hiding from the world
From days spent with despair and wishes for death
To days with unending laughter and forced smiles
The hopes of tomorrow being destroyed
And memories that become tarnished
From helping raise four younger siblings
And growing up too fast
To begging my friend not to die
From my tears, joy, and fears
To finding the Father who always loved me
From being too terrified to say anything and crying too much
To a girl who shares little and writes about everything
From days spent rolling in the grass, feeding farasi hay,
And playing with the animals
To being cooped up in the city
With no open spaces to roam and run through
From being forgotten kwa everyone
To becoming someone to be loved
If only everyone could see
The real me and where I come from
--A navy man with no zaidi room for me
To burned bridges with family, Marafiki and loved ones
From the chilly blue ocean, days spent at the golden beach,
And time spent hiding from the world
From days spent with despair and wishes for death
To days with unending laughter and forced smiles
The hopes of tomorrow being destroyed
And memories that become tarnished
From helping raise four younger siblings
And growing up too fast
To begging my friend not to die
From my tears, joy, and fears
To finding the Father who always loved me
From being too terrified to say anything and crying too much
To a girl who shares little and writes about everything
From days spent rolling in the grass, feeding farasi hay,
And playing with the animals
To being cooped up in the city
With no open spaces to roam and run through
From being forgotten kwa everyone
To becoming someone to be loved
If only everyone could see
The real me and where I come from
It’s raining on my window pane,
Inside this house looks so lame.
I’m so funny, so bored hunni.
Nothing much to do but to be a horn dog,
Being bored makes me write in my log.
Are we counting up au down?
Nothing seems to go around.
Boredom, wewe don’t like him.
Boredom, wewe wanna shoot him.
Don’t make that move.
wewe get in trouble when looking for fun,
wewe get so tired when the siku is done.
Soon as wewe get in bed,
wewe remember what should be done instead.
Just forget the problem.
Get a goodnight sleep and dream.
Forget about the boring adventure,
wewe should’ve discovered something in nature.
Boredom, forget them.
Boredom, sleep before the morning.
Inside this house looks so lame.
I’m so funny, so bored hunni.
Nothing much to do but to be a horn dog,
Being bored makes me write in my log.
Are we counting up au down?
Nothing seems to go around.
Boredom, wewe don’t like him.
Boredom, wewe wanna shoot him.
Don’t make that move.
wewe get in trouble when looking for fun,
wewe get so tired when the siku is done.
Soon as wewe get in bed,
wewe remember what should be done instead.
Just forget the problem.
Get a goodnight sleep and dream.
Forget about the boring adventure,
wewe should’ve discovered something in nature.
Boredom, forget them.
Boredom, sleep before the morning.
First get a cup of water and fill it half way then take your inayopendelewa mkufu au bracelet and dip it in the water the add some salt and stir it with the jewelry in it once it has dissolved add your inayopendelewa lotion only 3 squirts then dip your finger in and say the spell below
Creatures of the sea give me a (color) tail with a juu to go with it give me the powers of freezing heating and shaping water please let my dream come true and make me into the mermaid I wish to be
Side affects:
Itchy legs
Legs crossed
Rash on legs
Wanna swim a lot
Sing a lot
Creatures of the sea give me a (color) tail with a juu to go with it give me the powers of freezing heating and shaping water please let my dream come true and make me into the mermaid I wish to be
Side affects:
Itchy legs
Legs crossed
Rash on legs
Wanna swim a lot
Sing a lot
I miss my old house. I was happy and fine there. I hate the monsters who screwed us out of there. I wish my parents could have fought to keep it and pay it off rather than find a rental house. I don't care for this new place very much. I hate that the jikoni is downstairs, I hate the neighborhood and the area, and I cannot stand the wanyama that make noise in the backyard all night long. I miss my old room, where I can watch the sunset in the summer, I miss going for long walks in my old neighborhood, and most of all, I miss the memories.