You came in like a cool breeze
And left like an angry storm
Who would have thought a wolf could hide in that safe wool?
Maybe I must cut some skin
Whenever I see a sheep
Then I’ll gladly tend to the pain if the sheep is truly a sheep
Step on once and it can be fixed
Step on twice, disaster strikes
So this is not me turn tigress, it is just me wearing protective claws
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 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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