I am wearing the clothes of doubt
Darling, please undress me
I am wearing the scarf of worry
Honey, please unburden me
I’m wearing the earrings of many rumours
Sweetheart just get them off me
I am wearing the shoes of running
My heart, please hold me still
I am wearing contact lenses of mistrust
Love of my life, help my virgin eyes to never stray
These are hard times
Hard times that our songs must always rhyme.
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014.
Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)
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